Seeing Double

Good Morning, Kittens!

 

 

It’s the most wonderful time of the year!! If you live somewhere like me (Ohhhh Canada), you’re probably already feeling that fall chill even though it’s technically only the second day of the best motherfluffing season of the year. I don’t know about you, but I’m already a PSL-toting basic babe decked out in flannel.

There are some exciting things happening in my world at the moment – aside from 3D printing a foot inside my uterus – but there’s not much I can share at the moment. What I can be openly stoked about is the The Haunted Hotel Writer & Illustrator Showcase starting over on Jolene’s blog, starting October 2nd. I know a few of the Society members are taking part, so please stop by for a quick scare.

Today, I wanted to introduce you to the creepy little tale that inspired my own showcase piece.

While hanging out at the International Space Station, astronaut Barry Wilmore had this to say about his eleven-day-stint in the sky.

“You never know true beauty until you see Earth from space, or true terror until you hear someone knocking on the space station door from outside. You look through the porthole and see an astronaut, but all your crew is inside and accounted for. You use the comm to ask who it is and he says he’s Ramirez returning from a repair mission, but Ramirez is sitting right next to you in the command module and he’s just as confused as you are. When you tell the guy this over the radio he starts banging on the door louder and harder, begging you to let him in, saying he’s the real Ramirez. Meanwhile, the Ramirez inside with you is pleading to keep the airlock shut. It really puts life on Earth into perspective.”

Pardon my french, but fucccccccccccccccck that. Ramierez and his space-doppelganger would be out for a float in no time.

 

Since reading this, I’ve been a bit obsessed over doppelganger stories. There are some super creepy stories throughout history, like this one about Emilie Sagee or the story about Catherine the Great stumbling upon her own doppelganger perched upon her throne.

Personally, I’m a fan of the more current versions. Here’s one of my favorite stories, posted on the best subreddit ever, NoSleep.

While I’ve never personally seen mine – or anyone else’s – shadow twin, they’re out there. The question is whether your twin will help you prank your husband or if she’ll cut your throat and steal your kids.

 

Happy Friday!

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