Miley’s life turned upside down when her twin sister, Sara, erased all their photos from social media and disappeared without a trace. When Miley finally found her months later, Sara’s reaction was even more chilling: she pretended not to know her.
I’ll never forget the day when I found out that every photo of Sara and me had vanished from social media. Just… gone. Like we’d never existed.
My heart was pounding so hard, and I almost felt like throwing up.
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Let me back up a bit. I’m Miley, just a regular 24-year-old girl trying to do her best in life. Everything was going well up until a few months ago.
It all started after I had finally landed a job that could jumpstart my career. I was sharing a tiny apartment with my twin sister, Sara.
We’d been through thick and thin together, from losing our mom in a car accident when we were five to navigating the foster care system.
Those early days after Mom died are a blur.
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I remember holding Sara’s hand as we walked into our new foster home. We were so terrified.
“It’ll be okay, Miley,” Sara whispered. “I’ve got you.”
That was Sara. Always the brave one, always looking out for me. She’d always step in whenever kids at school would tease me about my secondhand clothes or my quiet nature.
“Back off!” she’d scream. “Nobody messes with my sister!”
We were the same age, but Sara had taken up the role of the protective elder sister who was always there to keep me safe.
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I don’t know how I would have dealt with the bullies if it wasn’t for her.
Growing up, Sara and I were inseparable. We shared everything from clothes to dreams. We even went to the same college together.
After graduation, I landed a job at a marketing firm, while Sara was still searching for her big break.
“Don’t worry about me,” she’d say, waving off my concerns. “You focus on killing it at work. I’ll figure something out.”
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“I’m here for you, Sara,” I’d tell her. “And I always will be. We’ll figure this out together, okay?”
It was a few months after graduating when we rented this small, cozy apartment.
We’ve made so many memories there, and it felt so good to live with my twin sister. After all, she was the only family I had.
But a few months ago, things started to change.
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Sara became… different. Secretive. She’d disappear for hours without explanation, or stay glued to her phone at home.
One night, we were sitting in the living room when I decided to confront her. I couldn’t take it anymore.
“Sara, what’s going on? Are you seeing someone?”
She glanced up from her phone, looking annoyed. “What? No. Why would you think that?”
“You’re always on your phone, sneaking off… I’m worried about you.”
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She rolled her eyes. “Miley, I love you, but you need to chill. I’m fine. Just… doing some research for job stuff.”
I wanted to believe her, but something felt off.
However, since I was swamped with work and wanted to prove myself at my new job, I decided not to worry about it.
Big mistake.
A few weeks later, I was at work when I noticed Sara had erased our online history. All our photos had disappeared from social media, and she had blocked me from every platform.
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I raced home from work that day, praying I was overreacting. But my worst fears came alive when I burst into our apartment.
Sara was gone.
Her closet was empty and she had taken everything that belonged to her. Books, laptop… even the stupid stuffed penguin she’d had since we were kids.
That was the worst day of my life.
I had no idea what to do. I couldn’t believe that my sister left me without saying goodbye. Without telling me why she couldn’t live with me anymore.
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I spent the next few weeks looking for her. I went to the police station, asked my friends for help, posted online… I did everything I could to find her.
“I’m sorry, miss,” the officer said for what felt like the hundredth time. “Your sister is an adult. If she chose to leave, there’s not much we can do.”
But I couldn’t give up. Sara was more than my sister. She was my other half. My best friend. The only real family I had left.
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Months went by and there was no trace of her.
At that point, I kept myself distracted with work during the day, but the nights were horrible. I cried myself to sleep in our half-empty apartment.
I was at my lowest point.
Then, one day, while I was out doing some shopping to distract myself, I saw her.
Sara. My sister.
She was walking arm-in-arm with an older man, laughing like she didn’t have a care in the world.
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My heart skipped a beat.
“Sara!” I cried. “Oh my god, where have you been? Why did you leave?”
But the look she gave me… it was like I was a total stranger. Cold. Distant.
“Who are you?” she asked, her voice eerily calm. “I don’t know you.”
“What? Sara, it’s me. It’s Miley. Your sister. Your twin.”
Sara’s face remained blank. “I’m sorry, but I think you have me confused with someone else. Please leave us alone.”
The older man she was with looked concerned.
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“Is everything alright?” he asked, glancing between us.
I turned to him. “Please, you have to help me. This is my sister, Sara. We grew up together. She disappeared months ago, and I’ve been looking everywhere for her.”
“Is this true?” he asked Sara.
She sighed. “Fine. Yes, it’s true. This is Miley, my twin sister.”
The man’s eyes widened.
“Twin sister? But that would mean…” He extended his hand to me. “I’m Kevin. I’m… well, I guess I’m your father.”
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I stared at him as my mind struggled to process this bombshell. “Our… father? But we never knew our dad. Mom always said…”
“Maybe we should sit down,” Kevin suggested gently. “I think we all have a lot to talk about.”
I followed them to a nearby café. Sara finally met my eyes when we settled into a booth.
“I’m sorry, Miley,” she said softly. “I didn’t mean for it to happen like this.”
“What happened?” I asked. “Why did you leave? Why didn’t you tell me?”
She took a deep breath.
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“Remember when I was being all secretive with my phone? I… I took one of those DNA tests. You know, the ones that tell you about your ancestry?”
I nodded, still confused.
“Well, it matched me with Kevin here,” she continued. “He’s our biological father.”
“I had no idea,” Kevin began explaining. “I took the test on a whim. All my golf buddies were doing it. And I was so shocked when Sara contacted me… I dated your mother briefly. Years ago. But she never told me she was pregnant.”
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“But why keep it a secret?” I asked Sara. “Why disappear?”
Sara’s eyes filled with tears. “I… I wanted something that was just mine, for once. We’ve shared everything our whole lives, Miley. Our clothes, our friends, our tiny apartment. When I found out about Kevin, I just… I wanted to explore this connection on my own. Just for a little while.”
“And you erased me from your life?” I whispered.
“I know it was wrong,” Sara said, reaching for my hand.
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“I got carried away. I convinced myself that you’d be fine without me, that you had your new job and your life… I’m so sorry, Miley.”
Kevin cleared his throat.
“I take full responsibility too,” he said. “When Sara told me about you, I should have insisted we contact you right away. I was just so excited to get to know my daughter… I didn’t think about how it might affect you.”
At that point, all I needed was some time to process everything.
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What was supposed to be a trip to the mall had suddenly turned into an unexpected family reunion. I couldn’t believe I was sitting with my long-lost father and my twin sister who I thought was gone forever.
“I need some air,” I mumbled as I stood up. “I’ll be back”
I quickly left the café and took a deep breath.
A few seconds later, I felt a hand on my shoulder.
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It was Sara.
“Miley,” she said softly. “I know I messed up. Big time. But you’re my sister and nothing will change that. Can you forgive me? Please?”
I looked at her for a few seconds and realized she was still the person who’d always protected me. She was my Sara, and I had to forgive her.
“On one condition,” I smiled. “No more secrets. Okay?”
“Deal,” she nodded and pulled me into a hug.
As we held each other tight, I realized our story wasn’t over.
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It was just beginning… with a new chapter, a new family member, and a bond that couldn’t be broken.
At that point, we had a lot to figure out, but I knew we’d do it together. Just like we always had.
Poor Young Mom Buys Old Washing Machine She Could Barely Afford, Then Finds Note Inside — Story of the Day
Jessica wanted to buy a $250 washing machine, but she couldn’t afford it, so she had to ask the seller for a discount. He consented right away, to her surprise, but when she got home and opened the machine, she discovered something even more surprising inside.
When Jessica and her husband Edward welcomed their first child, Kathy, they quickly understood that parenting would not be easy. The young parents were having financial difficulties then, and there was constantly a lack of funds.
Edward owned a textile business in Texas, but it was struggling. Meanwhile, Jessica worked as a nanny on weekends while Edward looked after Kathy. With a baby at home now, expenses went up, while income stayed the same or even went down some months.
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Ahh, it must be challenging for them too. Perhaps more difficult. Jessica reflected as she drove away from work one weekend, glancing at her neighbor Sandra and her children.
Sandra was already raising a third child even though her husband was just a truck driver. Although he got paid on a piecemeal basis, he wasn’t rowing millions of dollars there. Sandra had been working on a farm for several years to help support her husband financially, and it was the only way they could make ends meet.
Jessica and Edward, like their neighbors, were scraping by on whatever they could. Edward had stopped going to bars with friends to conserve money after Kathy’s arrival, and Jessica had given up on the little things she had managed to buy after saving money from the monthly budget.
Luckily, one month, things were going well financially. Edward’s business grew slowly but steadily, and Jessica managed to save some money. But just when it appeared like they would be having a less stressful month, another problem knocked at her door: the washing machine broke down.
After Kathy’s birth, Andrew and Jessica were having a hard time | Photo: Pexels
After considering her options, Jessica realized that there was no point in getting the machine repaired. The labor and motor replacement cost would be slightly less than the cost of a new machine, and there was no guarantee that the repaired equipment would last as long. After all, this was the fourth time the machine demanded a repair in the same year.
Knowing there was no other option but to look for a new machine, Jessica sat down on the computer, looking for an affordable one. An hour of searching led her to one suitable find, but it cost $250, and Jessica could only afford to pay $150.
In the end, she decided to see the merchant in person and request a discount right then and there. James Carter, 1216 East Madison Street, Brownsville, TX, said the advertisement. Jessica made a note of the owner’s address.
Upon arrival, a man about Jessica’s age opened the door. There was a calmness in his eyes, but the dark circles beneath them revealed inner stress and exhaustion. “How may I assist you?” he asked, his voice deep but mournful.
“Hi, are you James Carter? I’m Jessica Turner. I messaged you regarding the washing machine. Can I have a look at it?”
“Oh, Jessica. Yes, sure. Come in,” James said, and Jessica followed him in.
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The entire house was in shambles, and Jessica deduced from the disorganized layout that the man was planning to relocate, which was why he’d put the machine up for sale. As she entered the room next to the hall, she saw the white washing machine. It appeared to look brand new, precisely as she’d seen it online.
“Well, I hope you remember I said I wanted to talk about the price,” Jessica said, having viewed the machine from the exterior. “I can’t afford to pay $250! I agree the machine still looks brand new and everything, but I can’t extend my budget beyond $150. We just had a baby, and you know things are not so well financially, so I was wondering if you could please give me a discount?”
James stood there silent for a while, pondering, and then nodded his head in agreement. “Sure. I don’t mind. $150 sounds like a good deal to me,” he said absentmindedly and then turned around to lift the machine.
Jessica’s eyes widened in surprise. “Really? Thank you! Thank you so much!”
James gave Jessica a slight smile and the woman could sense that his thoughts had wandered beyond the room in that short while, but she didn’t bother much about it as she was rejoicing in luck.
James agreed to sell the washing machine at $150 | Photo: Pexels
After 5 minutes, the two of them carried the huge machine to Jessica’s car without gloves, belts, or loading belts, huffing and sweating. She’d already paid James and was looking forward to getting the machine home.
As she prepared to leave, she gave her hand to say goodbye and asked him to meet her somewhere in the future, but James’ answer was a flat no. “I’m leaving this place for good, and I won’t be returning, so I don’t think we’ll be meeting again. Anyway, I hope the machine is useful to you,” he said with a quick but honest smile. Jessica simply smiled at the odd response and thanked him once more before leaving.
When she got home, the first thing she did was double-check the equipment’s functionality. However, as she opened the dryer to check the lint filter, she was shocked to find $150 in there.
It also contained a folded piece of paper in one corner with a message. “It’s a gift for your newborn baby,” it read. “I didn’t think it was fair to ask for money from someone who was already struggling financially.
“As a result, I chose to return it. Someone very close to my heart once told me that if I have the resources, I should help those who are less fortunate.” Jessica was shocked. When did he place this inside the machine?
Jessica found a note inside the washing machine | Photo: Pexels
Suddenly, it hit her. She’d asked him to help her move the machine to the yard while she fetched ropes from the car trunk to pack the machine properly, and it’s possible that’s when he put it there.
Jessica wanted to express her gratitude to him for his assistance. However, because he didn’t provide a phone number on the website and returning to the house would be a two-hour journey from her home, she decided to see him the next day.
Unfortunately, it was too late by then, as the man had already left the house, and a for sale sign was posted in the yard. Jessica left the house dejected, thanking him once more in her heart.
One year later…
Jessica and Edward were finally moving into a larger home. Kathy had been accepted to a good school, and Edward’s business was doing well.
Jessica was standing on the balcony of her former house, surveying the area where she’d spent most of her days. The place held a lot of memories for her. She switched her sights to Sandra’s residence and overheard Sandra and her husband bickering over purchasing a new washing machine.
One year later, Jessica gave the machine to Sandra | Photo: Shutterstock
Jessica took a look at the wet linen-laden rope on Sandra’s terrace. Oh, that poor woman must have done all the laundry herself. I should do something to help her.
So before leaving, she rang the doorbell at Sandra’s and left the washing machine on her doorstep with a note that read, “With love from your neighbor, Jessica.”
Jessica saw how happy Sandra was when she opened the door and spotted the machine on her porch.
So this was how James felt when he helped me. Ahh, honestly, it does feel amazing. However, I’m still curious about who encouraged him and asked him to assist people in need. Jessica pondered as their car sped away to their new destination.
What can we learn from this story?
- Never hesitate to assist someone in need if you have the means to do so. The way Jessica helped Sandra and James helped Jessica are beautiful examples of this.
- Learn to emulate the goodness of your surroundings. Jessica was inspired by James’ example and stepped in to assist Sandra.
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