I spent my childhood in my sisters shadow, never quite making the mark. We’re twins, but I was never on the same level as her. And when it seemed like I had finally caught up, she catapulted to a level I would never be able to reach. She, like all champions, would be remembered long after her death. I wondered if my proximity to her would make me remembered as well, or if I would simply become her. It’s not even that I wished it had been me instead, I knew better, rather I wished she had never gotten it.