The Other Clone
I never thought that it would be possible, but they actually did it. I didn’t believe it at first, but they showed me that it was true. They created a clone. At birth, they made a clone of me and a different family raised it.
The one major defect of the clone, however, was that the clone had a different chromosome. Instead of having a Y chromosome like me, it had two X chromosomes. The clone was a woman. While it had all of my likeness, all of the traits were female.
Just yesterday, I met my clone for the first time. Her name is Alexandra, but she told me that all her friends call her Alex. Weirdly enough, my name is Alexander, but all my friends call me Alex. In sharing this information to her, we both laughed.
Even more eerie was the differences between our interests. Both of us loved video games and computer programming. Math was a subject that we both minored in. Both of us have a daughter. Both of us work as financial consultants. Now I could go on and on with all the things that we have in common, but I will spare you the details. Let’s just say that Alexandra was truly the other clone of me in every way. The only difference was her gender.
Why do I say the “other clone”? When I was born, they actually made two clones of me. The first one didn’t make it and died. She was the one that survived. I still find this weird and shocking, since no one ever told me that I had a clone. Nobody ever told Alexandra either. That’s what she told me. Now that I know, I want to make it a point to get to know her. First getting to know her as a friend, until I eventually know her as my twin clone sister of myself.
©2012 K. L. Walker