[ WP ] You meet someone who is exactly like your childhood imaginary friend . You discover they had an imaginary friend that is eerily similar to you .

`` A burrito supreme, two soft tacos and a large Mountain Dew with a biscuit on the side!'' The woman announced the order out loud even though there were only two customers at the Taco Bell. Not many people order at 3 AM. 
 
 Both of the men stood up. 
 
 Dave looked at the other man and pointed to the bags with a quizzical look. `` You ordered that?'' 
 
 The other man paused. 
 
 `` A burrito supreme, two soft tacos and a large Mountain Dew with a biscuit on the side...'' The woman looked up at the two confused men. `` Real funny guys. Two separate orders?'' 
 
 Laughing it off, the two went to the counter and grabbed a bag, both heading to the same table. They looked at each other and laughed again. 
 
 `` What are you, my long lost twin?'' Dave asked as he sat down. 
 
 The other man sat down at the same table and shrugged. `` Seems like.'' 
 
 Dave made a puzzled sound. `` Huh.'' 
 
 `` What?'' 
 
 `` I had a friend... well, an imaginary friend, when I was 4. I was so sure he was real, I saw him and spoke to him, did n't pretend, but one day he disappeared, my mom told me he was never real.'' Dave opened his burrito and took a bite, same as the other man. `` Anyway, he always said'seems like.''' 
 
 `` What was his name?'' The other man asked. 
 
 `` Uh...'' Dave thought for a second and sipped at his Mountain Dew. `` John... James... something like that.'' 
 
 The other man put down his burrito and looked at Dave. `` My names Jim.'' 
 
 Dave dropped his burrito and held up a finger. `` Jim! That was it. He said he always wanted to be-'' 
 
 `` A race-car driver.'' Jim finished the sentence. 
 
 Dave's jaw dropped. `` How did you...'' 
 
 The sound of the Taco Bell's doors opening filled the gap in conversation, but neither man looked at the entrance. 
 
 `` I do n't remember much, but I know that around 4, I was taken somewhere with my dad, he moved away from my mom.'' Jim said. `` He said my friend was imaginary, but I remember seeing him and talking to him.'' 
 
 Dave could n't chew the food in his mouth anymore. `` Your dad and my mom... we're brothers...'' 
 
 `` Twins, maybe.'' Jim said. Neither of the men were eating. `` I think my dad... our dad, took me away from you guys.'' 
 
 The conversation hit a standstill while the two sat quietly. 
 
 `` Is mom...'' 
 
 Dave shook his head. `` She died, liver failure. It was in 2004. I think it was-'' 
 
 `` May 17th?'' 
 
 Dave nodded dumbly. `` Did your dad take you to visit her? Maybe said she was a family friend?'' 
 
 `` No,'' Jim said. `` Our dad died of liver failure on May 17th, 2004.'' 
 
 The two men were quiet again. 
 
 Jim eventually took the plastic knife that came with his biscuit and managed to make a small cut on his palm. Dave flipped his hand over and looked. 
 
 His palm had a cut growing in as Jim slashed himself. 
 
 A silence filled the air. The two brothers looked at each other with concern and surprise. Jim and Dave both raised their sleeves at the same time to reveal identical scars. 
 
 `` Got it when I was 15.'' Dave said. 
 
 Jim did n't reply. He did n't need to. 
 
 The silence was interrupted by a female voice yelling out an order. `` A burrito supreme, two soft tacos, a Mountain Dew... oh come on guys, you have got to stop doing this, just order together!''
