Twin Souls

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For months now I have been alone in this place, but I have not felt alone, I have felt the presence of an entity walking beside me, a chilling reflection of myself.

The house, once full of life, is now covered in dust, and cobwebs have taken over the corners of the ceiling. Time has come to a complete standstill. In the evenings, the silence is interrupted by his invisible footsteps echoing, as he walks the halls with an eerie familiarity.

Sometimes, the cold envelops me and I see her up close: a specter that stops in front of me, watching me curiously. In these moments, time seems to fade; my memory becomes blurred and memories merge between reality and dream. His presence is not threatening, but deeply disturbing.

I have lived like this for many days, my existence has become dull and dreary, people forgot about me, that's why I have not received any sightseers. It is as if I am invisible to everyone except her.... Although she is covered with a blanket, she has feminine features and in a way she looks like someone I know, but I can't remember.

She slips through the shadows to appear and disappear, peeking her figure in every corner of the house, as if trying to keep me company. But, I only feel an emptiness that expands.

This existence, in which I coexist with a spectral version of myself, plunges me into a state of constant uncertainty and reflection on the nature of what we really are.

In the silence of this bedroom, where the echoes of laughter and promises still resound, I find myself trapped between the present and a past as I try to remember what became of me to end up like this.

I remember those days of happiness with my husband, moments that seemed like something out of a fairy tale. We were newlyweds, planning a future together, having a baby and starting a family. I was so happy, because everything was perfect.

However, my twin sister, whose gaze always reflected a deep dislike for our love. I never understood her dislike; moreover, the mystery of her discontent has become an enigma in my mind lately.... I don't know what happened.

Now, here I am, immersed in this house that used to vibrate with life, remembering the warmth of that home. But the sad loneliness in which I am trapped weighs me down to exhaustion, and I wonder how I came to be alone in this space once so full of joy.

Even now, at my back, I feel her presence, she does not hide, she watches me silently. I don't know if it's a reflection of my fears or a vestige of what I was. The sensation paralyzes me as memories flow and intertwine, forming a web that envelops me, caught between what I was and what I could have been.

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Reclining on the sofa in the living room, the silence around me is so eerie, like white noise that drowns out my thoughts. I try to fall asleep, but the sudden restlessness persists. She is in front of me, a distorted reflection of me, her eyes are empty... her mouth is moving, it is as if she is trying to tell me something... As if trying to apologize.

Distant memories flow in my mind, becoming more vivid with each instant.

Now... I remember that rainy night, when my sister, her voice trembling, confessed to me that she had been in a relationship with my husband before our lives crossed paths. The inevitable discussion that followed was a storm loaded with mutual recriminations; the tension grew until, in a moment of desperation, she took a kitchen knife and....

Oh my God... The image of her horrified look, the stabbing pain in her abdomen, that heart-rending scream, filled with guilt, was the last thing I heard before everything went black.

I remember everything... Sister... It's you. We have always been together, even in death. Guilt has brought you here, to the place where it all began. We both longed for happiness, but we could never seem to reach it, could we? Now, all that remains is this house, and we are echoes of what we once were.

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We'll be together forever, we'll be here forever...