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I have a feeling you're all wondering why I haven't updated lately with something brilliant and inspired. Let's just say I'll count myself lucky for being excused from the naughty and nice list. Those little adventures I had in university don't need to make it onto the network, and I think I've been a good boy lately. Of course, given the little party the deities had in my last entry, maybe I haven't been. I guess I shouldn't use catchphrases after all! Or ones I've ripped off normal colloquial English, anyway. They don't work as well as I'd hoped.
As it is! It's the season to be merry and all that. Which means that I might as well talk about my family. It's just an urge, I don't know why. But I suppose I'd better.
When we were growing up, things were pretty different. Mum and Dad were normal folks and they worked jobs, though Mum's was a part time one because she was taking care of us. Neil and I went to school together, but I can't say I was too fond of being in the same classes as him. Everyone paid attention to him, even if I had the better scores on things. But good scores don't lead to popularity when you're a kid, and I can't say I had the knack for people that Neil always had. Amy was the youngest of the kids, and she was a few years below, and therefore, not even in the same school for a couple of years. I think the two of us both did our best to look after her, but I won't lie. I was a bit more selfish than him most of the time. He did most of the looking after, and whenever he bought her a gift, I tried to buy a better one.
As it was, you could say it was pretty picture-perfect. The good father and mother, the twins who had a rivalry, and the little sister they loved regardless. When we were fourteen-that's me and Neil, of course-things changed. There was a terrorist attack, and while everyone else got caught in it, I was watching from the sidelines. Neil was the only one from our family who made it out alive. I should have figured my perfect brother would manage to do that. Everyone admired him after it happened, with how he handled things, but I couldn't put up with it. I fled.
I guess you could say I didn't see him for sixteen years. I didn't have much of a family in boarding school, but having a charismatic brother who doesn't get the best marks on tests didn't matter there. I thought I was happy.
That was a bit of a lie, as they say. I didn't find Neil again until I got to here, but I understood him after a few choices circumstances. I didn't want to, because we were different, but we both had the same goal in mind. Change the world, but he didn't know how to change it the right way. I'd like to think he's getting there now. While I didn't have Neil, I had Anew, and she was everything. She had a bit of a shoddy family, actually, so I'd like to think that by being with her, I gave her a proper one. We needed each other.
Well, things are different now here in the City. I think Neil and I are working on being a proper pair of twins again. I'm sure hearing that makes a certain member of another set of twins here happy, but it's the truth.
That's just how it is. Now that I've poured my heart out, I'm thinking that there's a curse involved. It's been a while, so I might as well take what's due.
As it is! It's the season to be merry and all that. Which means that I might as well talk about my family. It's just an urge, I don't know why. But I suppose I'd better.
When we were growing up, things were pretty different. Mum and Dad were normal folks and they worked jobs, though Mum's was a part time one because she was taking care of us. Neil and I went to school together, but I can't say I was too fond of being in the same classes as him. Everyone paid attention to him, even if I had the better scores on things. But good scores don't lead to popularity when you're a kid, and I can't say I had the knack for people that Neil always had. Amy was the youngest of the kids, and she was a few years below, and therefore, not even in the same school for a couple of years. I think the two of us both did our best to look after her, but I won't lie. I was a bit more selfish than him most of the time. He did most of the looking after, and whenever he bought her a gift, I tried to buy a better one.
As it was, you could say it was pretty picture-perfect. The good father and mother, the twins who had a rivalry, and the little sister they loved regardless. When we were fourteen-that's me and Neil, of course-things changed. There was a terrorist attack, and while everyone else got caught in it, I was watching from the sidelines. Neil was the only one from our family who made it out alive. I should have figured my perfect brother would manage to do that. Everyone admired him after it happened, with how he handled things, but I couldn't put up with it. I fled.
I guess you could say I didn't see him for sixteen years. I didn't have much of a family in boarding school, but having a charismatic brother who doesn't get the best marks on tests didn't matter there. I thought I was happy.
That was a bit of a lie, as they say. I didn't find Neil again until I got to here, but I understood him after a few choices circumstances. I didn't want to, because we were different, but we both had the same goal in mind. Change the world, but he didn't know how to change it the right way. I'd like to think he's getting there now. While I didn't have Neil, I had Anew, and she was everything. She had a bit of a shoddy family, actually, so I'd like to think that by being with her, I gave her a proper one. We needed each other.
Well, things are different now here in the City. I think Neil and I are working on being a proper pair of twins again. I'm sure hearing that makes a certain member of another set of twins here happy, but it's the truth.
That's just how it is. Now that I've poured my heart out, I'm thinking that there's a curse involved. It's been a while, so I might as well take what's due.