I Fall in Love with My Twin Sister

Shawn's POV I was running very fast, I was running heavily that my sweat run down my spine. I can feel it's coldness and how it traveled from my forehead down to my cheeks. I checked my wristwatch. It's almost time for class. 'Wait up, Stacy!" I shouted. She didn't mind me walking or running, actually. As long as she can ride her bike that her father gave her last Christmas. Her father, Jude Rosales, was working hard to sustain her studies. He is now in China, teaching English and Literature. He left Stacy in my mom's care. She was still three at the time. Obviously same age with me since we were born in the same month, date, and year. Her mother died because of Leukemia. She was still months at the time. A year after, my father followed her mother. He died because of Leukemia as well. I've taken that story from my mom. Whew! You're too much. I vocalized my thoughts. She looked at me very badly. But don't misunderstood her. She used to be kind, but as her father stopped visiting her during her birthday each year, she also stopped by her being jovial and jolly. "Are you not going to mind me, Stacy?" I asked while capturing my breath. She just went on without uttering any words. When she was five feet away from me, I pretended to collapse. She saw me dancing and fell on the ground. She left her bike and run towards me. "Shawn, are you okay?" I didn't listen. I pretended to be unconscious and that I heard no one but completely devoured by dizziness. She was crying for help while my neck rested on her lap. She looked everywhere, but no one was there but us, alone under the sun that gave bright during that day. I pitied her. So, I revealed myself. "Kidding!" She slapped me three times. She wanted to slap me again, but I was already running. She chased me with her bike. Her anger fueled up, and I was just laughing.