Sarah pulled up to her new house and parked the car outside the garage, wanting to leave enough space to be able to cart the boxes into the house. Sarah fumbled through her bag and found the key, then exited the cozy car to enter the house through the garage.
When the door unlocked, she was greeted by an inviting warmth that immediately enveloped her body. She quickly closed the door behind her, not wanting to let out any of the glorious heat. The door she had entered lead directly into the kitchen. The house, to her surprise, was already completely furnished. "Hm. I don't remember furniture being part of the deal," she said to herself. She inspected the kitchen before moving on to the other rooms in the house. Once she had wandered around the house completely, she went back to the car to begin carrying her things inside.
All the boxes were stacked in different rooms once she was finished. She first began unpacking the things for the home office. She kept all of her school papers and books organized on the desk, then moved on to the kitchen and unpacked the dishes and silverware her father had gotten her.
"To start you off," he said, smiling, as he handed her the gift. Sarah unwrapped it gingerly, her face glowing.
She smiled to herself as she neatly stacked the plates and bowls in the cabinets, memories of that Christmas taking residence in her mind.
Sarah moved to her bedroom and began unpacking clothes and shoes into the armoire that was against one of the pale white walls. The furniture that was decorating the room was black and looked to be brand new. 'This sure was a nice price for being fully furnished,' she thought as she worked.
Sarah made the bed with clean sheets, which were a beautiful, pale lilac color. She threw a couple decorative pillows on top and then laid down to take a break. The heat in the house was nice, but not when you were carting heavy boxes around everywhere. She wiped the sweat from her brow and made a note to find the thermostat when she was finished. As she sat up, a lone box caught her eye in the corner of the room. Slightly confused, she walked over and sat on the cold wood floor and opened the flaps. Inside neatly sat all of her childhood toys; stuffed animals, music boxes, posters, books. She grinned as she sifted through the items, remembering her childhood as she scanned each one. She set them all out before her on the floor, inspecting them and trying to think of a place to put them.
After placing all the knick-knacks on an empty shelf of the bookshelf, she reached into the box and began stacking the books on the shelf, as well. She quickly read over the titles, many being fairy tales, she noticed. Titles such as Cinderella, Snow White, and The Wizard of Oz were among the many she caught glimpses of. The final book that was resting at the bottom of the box was very small. The cold, red leather of the cover chilled her hands as she plucked it from the box. The gold lettering on the cover practically screamed at her as the memories flooded back. The Labyrinth, it read. She winced as she remembered every little detail. To this day, Sarah still did not know if the whole thing was just a figment of her imagination, or if it was real. It seemed all too real to have been dreamt up- her friends; Hoggle, Ludo, Sir Didymus. The Goblin King. Her face grew hot as she was reminded of him. She remembered the way he looked at her, the way he said her name. The way she blatantly rejected him and threw his affection towards her back in his face. Although Sarah had been young and naive when she had visited the Labyrinth, his feelings had not been a mystery to her. She shook her head and tried to forget it all. 'It's not worth getting all worked up over,' she thought to herself. 'It's over now.' She stared at the cover just a moment longer before placing it on the shelf and going downstairs.
After making a quick run to the grocery store, her kitchen was stocked and her new home finally felt like home. She made a cup of tea and lit the fire place before settling down with her text book to begin studying for the exam she had coming up soon. She was in her final year of college and couldn't be more excited to finish it off.
She gazed into the fire, unable to concentrate on her studying. The memories of Jareth and her friends kept clouding her mind. She simply couldn't keep her mind focused. She put out the fire and set her cup in the sink before heading up to her room and getting ready for a shower. She undressed and wrapped herself in a fluffy robe and went to the connected bathroom to start the water. Once it was hot, she slinked into the shower and began washing her hair.
As she bathed, she couldn't help but think of her time in the Labyrinth. The whole thing was crystal clear in her memory. Yet before she had laid eyes on the book again, she had almost no memory of the journey at all. 'Strange,' Sarah thought as she massaged circles in her scalp. The hot water pouring down her body seemed to melt away the tense feeling from carrying boxes around the house. She climbed out of the shower and wrapped her hair in a towel before replacing her robe once again.
After getting into her pajamas, she went downstairs to get her text books and shut off all the lights. Not in the mood for dinner, she simply went back to her room to study a bit longer. The later into the night it got, the harder it became for Sarah to keep her heavy eyes open. She finally gave up and gave in to the sleep that was quickly enveloping her body. She set the book on the window bench and slipped between the covers and went to sleep.
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