3 There's Something I Forgot to Tell About My Family

20XX, September XX; Home

So, like the title says, I forgot to write about my twin brother. He's dead. He died before I was born. Or it should be, my mom miscarried and he died while I lived?

Anyway, my mom always cries when she talks about my twin. Because she was an only child with a single mom, she wanted to have many children and dad wants sons.

My grandma already died before I was born. I think I once heard my dad say to my mom say that we were her only family now.

Back to me telling about my brother, my parents never actually told me I had one. I just heard it when mom was crying. So, I guess I was not the oldest Fenris sibling ever to come out of the world.

I heard that what happened to my brother was called the 'vanishing twin syndrome'. When my mom had an ultrasound, there were two of us, then after a few weeks and another ultrasound, it was just me. I went to a library one time to look for facts about that.

From a journal I've read, there was also a mother who had a vanishing twin and the mother heard another crying baby for weeks after the surviving one was born. The kid also asked for a twin or should be a sibling after a few years even though she didn't know that she really had a twin.

At least I knew but I wouldn't ask for another sibling since I already have to take care of Eli.

Do you know why I was able to go to the library? Well, class was suspended and my dad didn't know so I just spent the day outside.

Of course I don't know how my parents were after my brother died. I think my mom had a few miscarriages because of what they call 'depression' which worsens it with additional miscarriages.

As I said, my dad want sons so I guess they still kept making some. They were really happy with my little brother. Or rather, my dad was. Mom was still a little sad. I think she was still remembering my twin and all those other siblings.

I don't want more, I'm fine with just Eli and I'll be taking care of those others in case they were actually born. Well, maybe my twin brother could have helped me if there was never a miscarriage.

These days, Dad brings Eli to work or daycare while I go to school and mom just stays crying in their room. There was also a time when dad joins her in crying when we first got here. I guess, I sometimes wish my twin was alive so my mom wouldn't always be sad.