Often times, I find myself wishing I had been born with a twin sibling, and, even today, that statement still reigns true. The idea of having someone by your side, continuously, sounds like it would be the solution to my problems. To know that that person is always there, maybe a bit annoyed by you, but with you regardless brings me a sense of comfort unlike any other. I was born into a house with two siblings, one who is 19, turning 20 this year, and one who is 24, turning 25 this year. They’re not bad siblings, no, not by any means, in fact they’re rather spectacular. They treat me well, but I’ve always noticed how they seem to find more of a bond within each other than within me. There’s a shared sense of comradery between the two, considering that both attend college, something that I wish I could have, but simply don’t.