Unified – Featured Article by Club Members Domanique and Desarae Dudley

By Domanique and Desarae Dudley
Sentinel & Enterprise
August 5, 2015

Club Note: Two of our Teen members, twins Domanique and Desarae, had the opportunity to work on the Alphabet Project at the Sentinel & Enterprise this summer, which included the chance to experience journalism in action by writing their own piece for the paper. On the day the letter “U” was featured, the twins’ article, entitled “Unified”, was on the front page.

20150805_063106_Letter U_200Twin #1: “What’s Desarae thinking right now?” To everybody reading this: I have no clue! Being twins doesn’t give us special powers. I am a regular human being just like you. Having a twin has its advantages. One is that even though I spend my money on food and never on clothes, I always have something to wear. Another is that you always have someone to talk to, whether about boys or what you had for lunch. Speaking of lunch, I have better taste in food than my sister. I love watermelon, and she HATES it. I hate tomatoes; she LOVES them. See, twins aren’t just one person copied and pasted. Regardless, we are alike in some ways. We are both addicted to our phones, watch the same TV shows, and love our dad’s mac ‘n’ cheese!

Twin #2: One of the things I like most about being a twin is having someone to be with during significant experiences, including dating. Our first date was a double one. The guys showed up late and we all felt awkward, but when things got quiet, my sister and I would exchange glances, and eventually, the evening unfolded and we all became more comfortable. Although I’m glad I can share experiences like this, though, I don’t enjoy having to share everything: My sister asks me every day if she can wear something of mine. An outfit of hers is never complete without an article of my clothing.

And others’ assumptions are annoying, like the idea that we’re telepathic, or that we feel one another’s pain. I do love being my own person, and wearing my own clothes–but it’s nice to know that someone’ll always be right there.

We are 17 years old, born and raised here in Fitchburg, and will be seniors at Fitchburg High School in the fall. One of us likes rock music, dark makeup, and black nail polish; the other likes pop music, no makeup, and the color pink. Most people — classmates, teachers, family members, friends, and strangers alike — nevertheless assume we’re the exact same person. “Wait, why don’t you have any piercings?” “How come you don’t have straight A’s like your sister?” What people don’t understand is that even the most identical set of twins consists of two very individual people, despite their similarities.

But being individuals doesn’t mean we’re not unified. Although we grow increasingly different in some ways, our close bond hasn’t changed. If you see one of us, you can be sure the other isn’t too far away. We do mostly everything together. We live together, participate in the same activities, and, most of all, we argue with each other. (We’re probably arguing while you’re reading this paper.) At the end of the day, however, each of us is the other’s best friend. We’re always there to help and protect one another. And although people get a lot wrong about twins, they’re not wrong when they say we’re lucky to have one another, or that it’s a blessing that we’re twins. Most of the time, we agree.