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LUNA
October 31s. A basic American holiday, Halloween. I mean, come on. Who doesnโt know of Halloween? Well fellow comrade, I was one of the cursed children to be born on that unholy day. Itโs easily the worst day of my life, but who am I to be complaining, yโknow? Itโs kinda cliche right? Starting off my, oh so amazing, story from birth? Well, thatโs where youโre wrong my humble comrade. My story is no cliche.
On October 31st, 1998, two girls were brought into this world. Twins, two unique souls united by birth. Bound together for life. Shared a freaking womb for 9 whole ass months. They have no choice but to stick together, donโt they? Well, things usually donโt turn out as planned, Trust me. Anyways, these girls were beautiful from the moment they took their first breath. Soft skin, plump lips, long eyelashes. They were absolutely perfect. Due to their amazing beauty that made the sun and moon stop and stare (as father likes to put it) they were named to fit. Aurora, the first-born twin, was named after sun. The sun thatโs represents life, influence, and strength. The literal thing that keeps us alive.
Favorite from birth I say,
The second born twin was named Luna, after the moon. The moon represents immortality, eternity, enlightenment or the dark side of nature herself. Thanks, Mom. My parents, Annie and Atanas Petrova, were so ecstatic to finally fulfill their dream of having twins. Annie was a model, well in her golden years, and Atanas owned a chain of hospitals around the New Orleans area. So basically, hella rich. Little did they know that their, oh so perfect, daughters will grow up to be the most, beautiful, charming, charismatic
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