Masked: Twin’s Revenge Novel – Cassidy Clarke POV Do you sometimes feel that if you were the person that people mistook you for, you’d be better? Yes? Maybe? Yeah, not me. Hell no.
I’m happy with my identity and individuality, I just hate the fact that my parents basically hid me from the world, out of hatred? Or perhaps pity? It’s not the whole ‘lock her in the basement and throw away the key’ thing, it was just the fact that my intelligence was ‘scary’ or at least that’s what they told me. In all honesty, I call bullshit.
Having a 162 IQ, oh yes wow, amazing! ‘she’s a genius!’ was cool, being able to retain an enormous amount of information was also pretty cool too. Remembering everything was fun – some of the time. – but. But. Being mistaken for your ‘perfect’ twin sister on a daily basis for basically your whole life is most certainly not cool.
Suppose I should have expected it seeing I graduated college with my fist certificate by the time I was twelve, and had been doing online courses for the next eight years, I should have expected it. I was a doppelganger rather than an individual. My whole 20 years of life. Walking down the street I was greeted with ‘Hey Aspen!’ or ‘Aspen Babe’ I’m also pretty sure that nobody knew my name.
because no one new I existed except for my parents, Aspen, and my life long friend – Jeff. He’s a model, and really hilarious… Yeah I’m pulling your leg, he doesn’t exist. I’m a loner.