TRAYTON
I stood and stared at the person in front of me it was like looking into a mirror. Everything was the same from our hair to our eye. I was awakened from my trance by a hand on my face and a soft voice. “Trayton is that you?” I heard the voice ask and I turned to see a beautiful woman she was about five feet and five inches and had black hair and grey eyes. I knew instantly she was my mother. “Yes, that’s me you must be my mother and this in front of me must be my twin brother.” I answer her tears streaming down my face. I could see the tears in her eyes flowing even more now as she grabbed ahold of me in a warm embrace. I buried my head in her neck and bawled. This was my mother she wasn’t dead but alive. After a few seconds she loosened ger grip on me and I looked around at all t
