I nervously knocked on the door to greet my older twin sister.
I have never seen my sister ever since she went to the first district for school.
My parents never liked to talk about her as they would worry about how she was faring in the first district all alone.
My mother would sometimes secretly cry in the bedroom as she would go through the photo albums that was sent by her school.
However, I didn't feel attached to my older sister compared to my parents. My older sister was almost like a stranger to me as I barely remembered how she looked like.
If I didn't grow up with my older twin sister before kindergarten, I would've thought that I was the only child in my family.
I was not able to meet my sister whenever she visited the third district. I was coincidently at summer camp or h
