The Day My Twin Disappeared
Ella and I were identical twins.
When we were little, people sometimes struggled to tell us apart.
But I never had that problem.
To me, Ella was simply Ella.
She was the adventurous one.
She climbed higher, ran faster and seemed determined to explore everything around her.
I was more cautious.
Where Ella went, I usually followed.
We were five years old when she disappeared.
Our parents were working that day, so my grandmother was looking after us.
Unfortunately, I had a fever and was confined to bed.
I remember feeling miserable.
My throat hurt, my body was weak, and I had very little energy.
Ella, meanwhile, was playing nearby.
She had a favorite red ball, and I can still remember the sound it made as she bounced it against the bedroom wall.
Thump.
Thump.
Thump.
It was such an ordinary sound.
Even now, decades later, I can hear it in my memory.
Eventually, I fell asleep.
When I woke up, something felt wrong.
The house was unusually quiet.
The familiar sound of Ella’s ball was gone.
I called for my grandmother.
At first, there was no answer.
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