Do you ever feel incomplete as though somehow something was missing? Part of you somehow just vanished? We watched a series about birth in the UK. Apparently many people have a twin, but it is reabsorbed and only one individual survives. I'm sure I had a twin. Somehow part of me is missing... Maybe because I nearly had a brother... My mother never found out what gender it had. I'm sure it was a boy. She had a miscarriage early on (don't tell her I told you). No one knows why. He would have been I dunno 24 years old now. How can you miss someone who never existed? Why? Was he going to turn evil? Did he have a genetic disease? Why? Why did he have to die? An embryo! What wrong did he do? What awful sin did he commit? "It's just another routine miscarriage that no one can explain". That's my brother you're talking about and there's nothing "routine" about him dying! That or maybe I'm just weird... Who knows? Maybe it's just my inert bizarreness acting up again?