heuristics essay: journalist style....

When I was younger, I always wanted to have a twin sister, someone who I could get into trouble with. One day, when I was about 4 or 5 and living with my mom, I went outside to play in the backyard. There, I met my neighbor friend Mario. Our yards were separated by a fence. I don't know what made me do it, but I ended up telling him that I had an identical twin sister inside. He demanded proof, which would have given me away. Instead, I told him that she was in the corner, and I would have to take her place so she could come outside to meet him. Quickly, I ran inside and put on a green zipper hoodie. I walked back outside a totally different person, trying to convince him of my story. Needless to say, my friend Mario wasn't fooled for a minute, but I had a fun time acting it out. He thought it was hilarious.