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Playing the Long Game: A Twin's Revenge

Chapter 3 

Word Count: 599    |    Released on: 25/06/2025

amed me

ns never had. I was docile, hardworking, and simple-minded. I never complained. I d

wever, was to be a

s a teenager now, still non-verbal, with a mind that saw the world d

her with

wers from the woods. I protected her from the casual cruelty of her uncles. When they would get drunk

she becam

e would let out a piercing shriek that brought her father running. Mr. Benton,

stubborn refusals to eat, convinced her father to let me get a GED. It was a correspond

a harmless way to keep

t as my

al supplies stored in the barn. I identified a common pesticide, a potent organophosphate. It was a slo

ple, loyal servant. I was "Andrew," the good boy. I was Molly' s pr

e nurturing the instrumen

" My eighteenth birthday was the day I knew, from my past life, that the au

gs of moonshine. It was a celebration. They we

and playe

rt of the family," I told Mrs. Benton

a strange mix of pride and pity. "You're a g

. My movements were calm and precise. A few odorless, colorless drops in each

women locked in the shed, whose tormented cries

sed ou

Benton declared,

m, my cup filled

for the screa

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Playing the Long Game: A Twin's Revenge
“My twin brother, Ethan, was always the golden child, adored by our parents, effortlessly charming. I was the "difficult" one, often overlooked, watching from the porch as two smiling women lured Ethan with a rare comic book. Then, a sudden, blinding change. One moment I was an observer, the next I was in the back of their van, the world a dizzying blur, Ethan smirking from where I had stood. They sold me. For ten years, I was a ghost in a life not my own, trapped with a clan of survivalists in the Appalachian mountains, enduring abuse and forced labor. When I was finally found, broken and scarred, Ethan pulled his final trick. He swapped us back, instantly spinning a tale of how I, out of jealousy, had orchestrated his abduction. My own parents, without a shred of hesitation, believed him, seeing only a damaged stranger. They decided to commit me to a psychiatric hospital. How could my family, my own twin, betray me so utterly? Why was I always the one discarded, the one forgotten? But then I woke up, the smell of bacon filling the air, back in my childhood bed. It was the same day. This time, I wouldn't just watch.”
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