Split Personailty

We all know the classic story of twins. One’s wild, ones not. I guess I’m the wild one. My name’s Morgan. I love my sister Zoe more than anything on the planet, but sometimes it feels like my parents highlight her accomplishments more than mine. I know my parents still love me, but it feels like they expect more from my sister than they do me. I don’t really blame them. My sister is taking all honors or AP classes this year, and she even cut out study hall so she could take political science. She’s kinda the golden child, while I’m the party animal.