In the beginning

I said this was going to be my life as I remember it but my life in the beginning is just people telling me things. I was born in a small city. I was 6 weeks early which that many years ago was very early. I was a twin I guess I’m still a twin but my sister passed away at 3 days old. I don’t know much other than not much prenatal care was done and they didn’t know my mom was pregnant with twins. I was B baby and a surprise when I decided to show my self. My sister had a brain hemorrhage before she was born and then all liquid in her lungs was not removed. I was very small and our combined weight was my big brothers exact birth weight. So life started with many days in the hospital.