Twins (Separated at Birth)
By Cole Carr & Thunder
I remember when I was four years old crawling around chasing my older brother Samson around the kitchen because he took my cookie. Samson “Elias, come on come get the cookie you can do it, just walk to the cookie” I couldn’t walk until that day, the day I took my first steps, I took one step then the next thing I know, Samson “Good job Elias, here’s your cookie” Elias said in a baby voice “Thank you Samson”I could barely talk too. All the neighborhood kids laughed at me, because I still had to be carried around everywhere and wore diapers still. If I ever make it out of this little town I’ll be glad, there's no such thing as secrets, and so if one person knew I still wore diapers everyone knew.
Now over to John’s life. It’s so boring around here, I think I’ll teach myself to play the piano and surprise mother. She’ll be glad yes I will do that. But as soon as I sat down Elisabeth started pestering me about touching mothers stuff, Elisabeth “You really should ask before you touch mothers piano” John “I know what I’m doing Elisabeth” Elisabeth “Yeah right”. I really want a brother I have six sisters and I’m the only boy.
At the age of twelve I could finally talk normal and pronounce my thank you right. Without mumbling. The neighbor kids still make fun of me though. Although I’m still the best horse back rider. My mother and father are calling me their little miracle. Seriously I thought I was going to die quite a few times.
With John, I got my wish I have a baby brother. But they say they can only have one boy. At least I have 3 years before they put me up for adoption again. I mean really, they can have more than one boy. My last parents had 6 boys, and they didn’t put me up for adoption until I was 2 and set their house on fire.
At the age of 15 I was a pain. No one wanted me; they put me up for adoption. And then they tell me I will probably never ride a horse again and I’m moving to England. Really I could never be angrier. I have to leave Ckiller my horse and best friend since I was 4, and started walking. They said something about being too old to take care of insolent teenagers.
With John, well I guess I’m moving to England. I have had 3 years, to say goodbye, but that still doesn’t mean I still won’t like it one bit. My little brothers first word was John, not mother or father but John and now I’m leaving him. My little brother is the cutest thing ever he looks like father with mothers eyes.
Elias was and is the complete opposite of John. With his curly blond hair and black eyes, while John had straight chocolate brown hair and golden eyes. Elias liked shooting and John liked playing piano. But what they didn’t know is they were twins separated at birth, and so without any knowledge of this they started their journey. So here in Uptown airport, their planes just landed and they gave their bags to their new butler. So they can go home to their new parents.
Shaq V and Louise Chrisla, and their three daughters and 1 son, Elisabeth, Shaq VI, Nester, and Chrysanthemum. John “Bonjour” Shaq VI “Hello, you must be Elias, I’m Shaq VI” John “I take offence to that” Elias “What’s wrong with me?” Shaq V “Boy’s be nice” Elias “John started it” Shaq V “ I don’t care who started it, you two are brothers start acting like it” John “But sir we’re not even related” Shaq V “Did the adoption agency not tell you, two?” Elias “Tell us what?” Shaq V “That you’re twins” John “We’re completely different, we are not twins” Shaq V “Yes, you are John” Elias “If we’re twins, and then you’re from Mars!” Louise “You really are twins; I have your birth certificates.” Elias “But we’re not even from the same town” Shaq V “You were separated at birth” John “But why would our parents send us to two different states?” Shaq V “Your parents didn’t know, they just gave you to the first person who wanted you” Elias “But where are our parents now?” Shaq V “They died 8 years ago” John “Oh, we didn’t know” Shaq V “ I know, you didn’t know” John “But we look nothing alike, Sir” Shaq V “Yes I know, You look like your mother and Elias looks like your father”.
Elias “Did you know our parents?” Louise “Yes we did” John “What were they like mam?” Louise “Oh, they were complete opposites your father loved Borsch, while your mother loved ribs” Elias “You mean to say we look like one parent and act like the other?” Louise “I am saying exactly that” John “How did they meet?” Louise “They met in the 12th grade and started dating the very next day, two years later they got married and had you two, you were sweet little babies. With your itty bitty hands and feet” John “So you’ve met us before?” Louise “Yes, I mean we are your godparents” John “Oh, cool, wait so why didn’t you get us when they died?” Louise “We found out you were living your own lives with friends, so we decided to leave you be. And grow up before taking you” Elias “But then why now?” Louise “Because they put you up for adoption again” John “Oh well that makes sense”.
Shaq VI “Did any of you have siblings?” Elias he also couldn’t pronounce v’s “I had 2 older brothers Jake who moved out when I was 3, and Samson who moved out 2 years ago, he taught me how to walk” John “I had 6 sisters and a baby brother. Amity whom was the eldest, Emily whom the 2nd oldest, Ashley and Eden twins, Elli and Elisabeth the youngest girls. And my youngest brother Elijah Jr. whom’s first word was John” Shaq VI “Okay when did you learn to walk? I learned when I was 8 months” John “I was 1” Elias mumbling “I was 4” John “What was that Elias?” Elias “4” Nester “I was 6 months” Shaq VI “What was your first word? Mine was Mother” John “Mother also” Nester “Father” Elias “Samsoon” Shaq VI “Where did you learn that word?” Elias “It’s what I called my older brother Samson” Shaq VI “Oh okay that makes sense. What is your favorite food?” Elias “Carrots because Ckiller would come up and take them from my hand” John “Please tell me killer is a pet” Elias “Yes and its pronounced CK-Iller, Ckiller” John “Okay, yeah, we are so not related” Shaq V “Yes, you boys are” John “Okay I get” Shaq VI “Okay moving on, what’s your favorite color? Mine’s blue” Nester “Pink” John “Mine’s royal purple” Elias “Yeah because you’re so royal, mine’s chocolate brown, kind of like your hair John” John “Just don’t eat my hair, and I have a question, your favorite childhood memory? Mine is when my younger brother said his first word” Shaq VI “Mine’s when I got my first A” Nester “When Chrysanthemum was born” Elias mumbling “When I could finally pronounce words right” John “You can trust us little bro” Louise “I would correct that statement to big brother” John “I’m younger than him?!” Louise “Yes you are John” Elias “FINE, My favorite memory is moving here away from that town!?!” John “Why is that?” Elias “I was always made fun of because I was different! I couldn’t walk until I was 4, My first word was when I was 3, and I wore diapers until I was 11, no matter what I did I was always made fun of. No shock though that I was the best horse back rider, since my older brother Samson” John “We had no idea Elias, we’re sorry, and I’m sorry I made fun of you, I had no idea of the hardships you have faced in your life” Elias “Nobody did except Samson, but we’ve been kind of distant the last few years” John “You can trust me when I say this. You will never face anything else alone. I know we have only just met but I love you big bro” Elias “And I love you little bro” John “I could teach you how to pronounce your v’s” Elias “I’d like that John”. Life changed for them that day, they accepted they were brothers despite how different they were...
