Hi! My names Lola, and I have a twin sister named Lolae. We love eachother in the hate world. If you get it, you get it. We have had many misunderstandings as being identical twins, but the worst one is probably, The Day of Mom and Dads Anniversary. It was horrible, and this is how it went.

June 19 2008

I was helping get prepared for the suprize party that my dad was making for my mom. They have been together for 30 years now, so it was pretty special. I was peacefully hanging up a banner, when suddenly my twin came running in looking panicked. I looked at her in confusion, and she began to speak. “I-i-I I was trying a piece of the cake, and it fell into the sink!!! It splattered and I don’t know what to do!!” Lolae cried, like literally cried. I looked at her in complete shock and then said, “don’t stress, we’ll do stress, but I don’t want to get involved with this mess! Or else I’ll get in trouble as well!!!” I said with empathy and annoyance. She than looked at me the kind of way when someone is mad at you. She went up to me and hugged me which suprized me since she never does. But turns out she didn’t do it for a good reason, she slipped a note in my pocket that read, -Operation: destroy mom and dads cake-. I didn’t notice, which ment her plan worked out. A couple hours later she had already cleaned it up, and mom had just arrived. We got in our places surprise her, and when she entered the door we screamed, “HAPPY 30TH ANNIVERSARY!!!” When we where showing her every thing we stopped at the cake. My dad pulled off the cover with a smile reaching from the corners, and was bewildered to find three carboard boxes stacked on top off eachother. He looked at the both of us raging. He patted us down seeing if their was a clue to which one of us had done it, and felt the mother on my back pocket. “What is this?!?!?” He said still angry. “What is what?” I replied with confusion. Than he grabbed the note and read it to himself. Shock scurried across his face, alongside the anger boiling higher. He sent me to my room, and than grounded me for seven months!!! On the second month I was bored out of my mind. When I heard foot steps sneaking towards my room. My dad came trough my door with regret hugging him. “What happened?” I asked my dad. “I was looking trough the cameras earlier and I saw how Lolae dropped the cake, not you.” My dad said with sorrow. “You are ungrounded, and Lolae confessed to me, so she has eight months of being grounded.” He said. I was so relived that he found out the truth and still wanted to know how she hid the note so well. But that’s my story! Goodbye!!!!!