The Mirror

My youngest brother Weng. He’s just a photocopy of my face... Sometimes we would laugh at each other and say “why are you looking at mirror?”


My mom sometimes called a wrong name and got response in rage, even got grouched by us the whole day... she deserved it! But now, I wish someone calls me Weng from behind.
:’(
Dad would sometimes whisper why we look alike so much and not the other 2 brothers.

If I ever dream of a mirror, does it mean I miss him too much? I was looking at the mirror, I wasn’t sure who was in there. But I thought of you when I woke up.

Yes, I do... and also our AMY. You are the best.

HA HA HA HA!!!! Who is this???