A Story A Day. Story 297 of 365: Twins.

Caroline and Cornelia were twins, they looked like two drops of water, undistingishable even for their mother. When they were younger she tried to dress them differently, to tell them apart, but they would throw a tantrum demanding for their clothes to be exactly the same. Pam, their mother, gave up thinking that they would end up dressing differently as they grew older. However, Caroline and Cornelia had a very tight bond, they didn't consider themselves two different people, but one in two bodies. They always knew what the other was thinking, because they were one mind. And because of this, they kept dressing the same and doing exactly the same things. It was uncanny.

When they were old enough to move out, they rented a flat together. Both worked in the same company and did the same thing. They also had the same friends, and the same enemies, and they had never had a boyfriend because it meant that they wouldn't get to share him, that one of them would have something of her own. As the years passed, they became more and more jealous of their relationship, pushing people away, paranoid about people wanting to distance them. By their forties they didn't have any friends, all of them having flown away from the craziness. By their fifties they had stopped talking out loud to each other at all, and they always completed each other sentences when the spoke to other people.

It was around that time, when things became crazier. One day as they walked down the street in identical outfits, identical haircuts and identical strides, a young woman stared at them for maybe a second too long. They became obsessed with her, thinking that she was judging them, that she thought she was better than them, they would show her. Cornelia and Caroline followed the girl around until they found the perfect occasion, as they cornered her in an alley and hit her with baseball bats, they shouted "Yes, we are creepy, and we love it". No one heard the woman's cries for help, and she was only the first of their victims.