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Seeing double

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I attended camp at Laurel Ridge in the late 70s for five summers in a row. During one of these week-long adventures I was in my cabin getting ready to go to lunch when some of my buddies saw me. They all had looks of astonishment on their faces.

“How are you here, Paula? We just saw you at the mess hall!”
I thought they were picking on me, but they were so insistent. We all hurried up the hill, and when I came around the corner I practically ran into a girl who was the spitting image of me. It was like looking into a mirror. It was so surreal and scary that we both burst into tears and ran in the opposite direction.

You hear that “everyone has a twin in the world,” but I have actually seen mine.

We did not see each other again, even though our pals tried to get us in the same place at the same time throughout the rest of the week.

Paula Griffin Stone | Pilot Mountain
Surry-Yadkin EMC

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