We're the kind of twins you cannot tell apart.

My entire existence with Ellie has been in tandem, both of us staunch rule followers.

However this summer, I was determined to break our reputation. No longer would we be looked at as the goody two shoe twins, but rather, like all of the other kids at our tiny sleepaway camp, we would live in reckless abandon of conformity. We would no longer sit on the sidelines. We would run, headlong, into our days and push the limits of our nights.

But I knew I could not act alone. For I was so intimately tied to Ellie that no matter what I did solo, if she were to continue to instill doubt in all of us by hanging back, or questioning our judgement, I would still be associated by proxy. We would have to act together.

And what better statement to make than taking the fabled plunge off Green Rock cliff?