We do EVERYTHING together

Lindsey Mungall and her twin sister can't bear to be apart

- KIM WILLIS, JULIA SIDWELL

Throughout every chapter of my life there has always been one constant, my twin sister Jenn. At times it felt as if our lives were drifting apart, like when she moved away, but we’ve always found our way back to each other. As cliché as it sounds, for me Jenn is ‘home’ and together it feels like we can accomplish anything.

Even at three years old, we were what our parents called ‘a force to be reckoned with’. After a nap (consisting of zero sleep), we once pulled at a tiny bit of loose wallpaper in our room until we’d stripped a whole section bare. Our poor mum Debra and dad John didn’t find it as hilarious as we did.

Months later, we were given our own bedrooms. But that first night I couldn’t sleep, so I crept into Jenn’s room and got into bed with her. We exchanged matching grins, never more content than when we were side by side.

As we got older, Mum encouraged us to dress differently, assigning yellow and pink for me, green and purple for Jenn. She also had us put into different classes at primary school, to encourage us to build our own identity and make our own friends. It didn’t stop us getting up to mischief, though. Taking advantage of being identical, we’d cheekily swap classes occasionally, finding it so funny that the teachers didn’t notice.

Uni days

Our parents signed up Jenn, more of a girly girl, to dance classes. I was more of a tomboy and took up basketball at age 10. But despite being nudged towards different paths, and making our own friends at school, we ended up at the same university, both studying Communications.

Late at night, we’d stay up in one of our dorm rooms, reading and revising together, and feeling so grown up drinking coffee.