Recently, I acquired this picture from a certain Clark. This is not a photograph of me. The picture terrifies me on some deeper level. At first I thought it was me because he has almost the same style of glasses, is obviously skinny and boney, and is smoking pot out of an N64 controller (which is something I probably would have done). On closer inspection I realized that this kid is what I would have looked like in middle school if I had glasses then.
I believe that he is my evil twin. There are a few possible explanations for this. One, my parents have been lying to me my entire life about secretly having twins and getting rid of the genetically inferior one upon birth. Two, he is some form of clone, created in a Siberian laboratory using random DNA samples of mine. Or three, that he is some form of doppelganger, an evil spawn whose existence is meant to torment or test me in some way later in life.
I feel like the only option available is to destroy him before he destroys me. If I found him at this point then he probably already knows where I am. Hunting him down and defeating him will be the only way for me ensure that my life is safe and that my existence on this planet makes sense.
Has anyone ever encountered anything like this before? What if you were walking down the street and saw yourself, or someone who liked completely identical to you; what would you do? The thought stimulates my basic survival instincts.
There's just one thing that bugs me: how do I (or all of us for that matter) know that I am not an evil twin myself? Just something to think about...
