Hey, hey, Waffle gang, I do hope you are well. My name is Mark and today we're checking out some more relationship stories. And if you do love a relationship story, why not consider hitting our like, subscribe, maybe that notification bell too. And let's dive straight in to today's first story. Now today's first story comes from TRY GGVI 747.

I didn't know if you could pronounce that or not.

And it's from the subreddit R slash RBI, which is for Reddit Bureau of Investigation,

where they use the power of the internet to solve real world problems.

It's titled, I think I have a twin. First, I wanted to share some

suspicions I have. Second, I know this will sound like the plot of the parent trap. Please don't

write me off. Let's start with the basics. Dad left when I was three. From what I've gathered,

it was a non-violent yet ugly situation of loathing between the two.

Mum has only talked about it once and I suspect she regrets telling me.

I'm a 24-year-old male, by the way.

My earliest two memories include a girl.

In the first, we're in a room in my maternal grandparents' house, deciding that we're

shy and don't want to talk to people. So when they ask us

our age, we'll simply hold up three fingers. I'll never forget that moment, partly because

I think it's the first time I ever held up three fingers at the same time. It was a new sensation,

but she was there, a girl. I've ruled everything out. My grandmother's peers, neighbors, none of them had kids that

age. There's simply no reason for this girl to exist. She's in another memory, a similar one,

probably from the same time. This one I forgot until recently. I work in marketing now. There's

an old indoor sports center with two soccer fields slash hockey rinks and a gym.

In addition, there's offices, old arcade games, a place for concessions and a daycare center.

They've been closed for a while but we're planning a big upswing pre-COVID.

Our agency was going to give them a push and I visited a little under a year ago to take some stills.

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