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He asked curiously. "Mine." She replied, smiling. "How can you have two birthdays at the same time?" "I wonder. My real birthday is January but my brother celebrates it for me every 7th of July. He called it my special birthday from him and that's how it has been over the years now. I keep on forgetting whenever he sends me gifts which is why I used it as my pass code. July 7 feels more like my birthday than January 20. I was born on a different day but I celebrate it on a different day."

“I swear their connection is so strong I could feel it click into place when they met. He turned to complete jello, it was really cute.” “Aren’t all your friends having birthdays soon too?” “Yeah, all the guys are just a few weeks apart. March is basically a party month for all of them.” She laughs and then stops, lost in thought. “Isn’t your birthday like April or May?” “End of April.” “Does your pack put something in the water so everyone gets pregnant in the summer and has kids in the late spring?” She’s laughing, but I’m sure kind of serious too. “I never really thought of it like that, but I guess.” I laugh at her grimacing a bit. “What about you? When’s your birthday?”

Each tap echoed loudly in my ears, even though the room itself was quiet. I waited. I waited for that familiar little tick, then the soft click, then the green light that would tell me I was in. Instead, a small sharp buzzer sounded, followed immediately by a red light flashing back at me. Wrong. My heart dropped. “Wrong again?” I whispered, more shocked than angry this time. I stared at the safe like it had personally betrayed me. If anyone had anything to do with locks or passwords, the average person always uses birthdays. It’s the most common thing in the world. Birthdays are easy to remember, impossible to forget even if you tried. That’s why almost fifty percent of people use them.

“I’ll respect that you see it differently than I do.” “Thank you,” he breathed--- before he smiled shyly at me. “So, when is your birthday?” “In September,” I replied. “What day?” “The most famous day of them all!” “September 11th,” he nodded. “Good, then I won’t forget.” “When’s your birthday?” I asked. “The 2nd of May,” he told me, but frowned. “But I hate celebrating my birthday.” “Why?”

Sharon I couldn’t wait until November came around, it was like I was rejuvenated! I always get excited for the month of November because it was my birthday month and I took advantage of the entire month even though my birthday lands on the 15th of the month. Happily, my birthday landed on a Saturday, which was a plus because everyone who was invited were off on the weekends. I was going to have the time of my life.