A Short Story
My name is Princess, and I have a twin sister named Princess Perfect. She embodies all the positive traits of everyone and doesn't even have a downside, therefore she was often referred to as Princess Perfect, and the name was very appropriate for her. She is fault-free. Like a shadow of my twin sister, I always end up being number two. I can dance, but my sister can do acrobatics, I'm smart, but my sister is gifted, and I'm fair but my sister is flawless. My sister is magnificent, and she is more refined than I am. Nearly there is what I am. Being the number two means that I am constantly receiving compliments.
The worst for me, though, is when I am unable to achieve the rank of second. Some people say, "You can do what your sister can, You have the same faces, same body, and same characteristics. Try harder just like your sister."
I'll be honest; I've never actually seen my twin sister. I only know her through my parents, friends, and others in our immediate circle.
I'd love to meet her and ask her how it feels to be perfect, how she manages her time without making mistakes, and how she does it. My mother was happy to get my test results one morning, but she wasn't equally thrilled when she found that my twin sister had received a 100% while I received 99%. I'm burnt out from competing with my twin sister I've never met.
I plan an idea to become a Princess Perfect Impostor, and I succeed in doing so. We have the same face, so no one can tell the difference. Instead of being the number two, I become the Princess Perfect. The compliments and the people's opinions make me feel so good. I felt driven to take the necessary steps to reach 100. I refused to give up and try to become a better "Miss Princess Perfect" as a result of my effort, I did surpass it.
It's been a long since I've heard anything about the real Princess Perfect.








