Switched At Birth
by
Ancient Waters
Disclaimer: I do not own the Labyrinth characters but I do own the ones I have made up.
Notice: And just to make everything clear. I will be referring the real Sariye as Sarah and the real Sarah as Sariye. Just wanted to say this so it won't get too confusing.
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Chapter 2: Life Is Not Always Fair
For the next 15 years, little Sarah lived with the Williams family. At first, they loved her terribly and treasured her. They did everything together and thought life couldn't get any better. They thought their lives were perfect because they had everything that they ever wanted and dreamed of. They had each other and little Sarah, their loving and beautiful daughter, to keep themselves company and happy. Yet all that changed when little Sarah was only 4 years old.
When Sarah was four, Linda was struck with a dreadful illness. James took her to the doctor and they told him that Linda had Breast Cancer. This hit the family hard for they weren't even prepared for something like this. Little Sarah, being the smart girl she was, understood her mommy was sick and would die. She was scared and confused, wondering why god would steal her mommy away from her so soon. She wondered why he wouldn't just take her instead and leave her mother alone. Yet even unknown to her, he had different plans for her destiny and future.
The family tried all they could to raise the money for the treatment yet it seemed impossible. They tried Linda's parents, asking if they could help. Yet they refused to help their daughter, for they had disowned her long ago and cared little as to what happened to her. Sarah didn't understand how her grandparents could be so mean and heartless to their own daughter. This made her hate them terribly. And to make matters worse, she would hate them for the rest of her life because of that one curel act on their part.
When they finally raised all the money, it was too late. The cancer has spread too much throughout the body and there was little hope for Linda even surviving. Yet the family hoped still that the treatment would work. To their disappointment, it didn't. And to their sadness and surprise, Linda died three months later. She died two days before Sarah's 5th birthday.
Sarah and her dad mourned her mother's death terribly. It was a cruel trick to play on them yet it seemed like it was fated to happen to poor Linda. For the next few months, the two mourned Linda's death and nothing was ever the same. Sarah went from her bubbly and outgoing self to a quiet, distant myseterious new person. She hardly talked to anyone anymore and went from a good friend to the school outcast. No one wanted to hang out with her anymore and no one wanted to be her friend.
Sarah didn't seem to care much about anything anymore. She seemed to go through life and the day as if it were just a dream. A dream that had turned into a nterrible ightmare. A nightmare that she never can wake up from. A nightmare that haunts her every waking moment. And something that she can never change or forget.
Her father on the other hand, went into depression. He still went to work, took care of finances, and watched out for his daughter. Yet he had started to drink alcohol or another alcoholic beverage daily. He would come home sober and start to rant and rave. He would yell as Sarah and than go up to bed and pass out. This became normal in the Williams house and Sarah didn't think twice about.
As a few months turned into a year, Sarah and her father had grown apart. They had both changed in many ways and hardly knew each other anymore. They had begun to avoid each other and distance themselves from each other. When one was eating dinner, the other was upstairs doing either work or hw. And than they would switch, as if they just lived in the house alone. This made it easier for the both of them, for Sarah didn't ever want to become close to someone again, because of fear of losing that person too. This also made it easier for James because he blamed Sarah for Linda's death. He had convinced himself that if Sarah was never born, Linda would still be here alive and happy. And these horrible and curel thoughts, started the beatings that would soon become a daily thing at the Williams residence.
One night on a cold December day, two years after Linda's death, little Sarah could be seen hanging ornaments on the Christmas Tree. She was now 7 years old and had put Linda's death behind her. She had started to become more talkative and had developed an interest in fantasy and theatre. She had tried out for the school play this year, which was "A Christmas Carole." To her amazment, she had gotten the lead female role as Scrouge's sister, Anabelle. She was so happy, that she couldn't wait to tell her dad.
James had disaproved of Sarah's interest in silly tales of foolish nonsense and keen intrest in theatre. He had told her that they were both a waste of time and being an actress was just a silly dream that would never come true. He told her to aim for better things like becoming a doctor or laywer like him. Yet Sarah refused to give up her dream of being an actress one day. She was told by her teacher that she had a great talent and would go far with a bit of training. She also had a great voice that hardly anyone knew about. Least of all, her father.
She was afraid to tell her father of this, because she knew he hated to hear anything and everything about her. He had told her once that she reminded him of her mother so much, it hurt. He told her that she was too much like her mother and one day would leave him as well. That all the women he loved were to leave him in this cruel world alone, and with no one but himself. Sarah had denied this and told him that she would never leave him. He had only called her a liar and yelled at her to go to bed. And that was only the start of the hatred that would soon grow between them.
Sarah shook her head at this memory and sighed. She continued to put the decorations on the Christmas Tree, while rehearsing her lines for the play. She already had them memorized and she had only gotten them the other day. As she did this, she failed to notice the front door open quietly and her father step in with a worn and drunk expression on his face. He seemed to still have all his senses, for he immediately reacted to Sarah rehearsing her lines.
He marched right over to her and turned her around quickly, causing her to drop the ornament on the floor. It shattered with contact, spreading glass all over the living room floor. He glared at her and said with anger in his voice while his hands held her shoulders tightly, with a menacing grip. "How many times do I have to tell you, Sarah!!! You are not, and I mean not, allowed to practice or act out any scenes from any plays in this house!!! Do you understand?!!!" Sarah nods weakly, holding back her tears. "I'm sorry dad.....Can you please let go.....You are hurting me!!"
James reacts to this statement instantly and releases her quickly, causing her to fall back into the table instead of the tree. Her head hits the corner of it, causing her to cut the back of her head and knock her almost unconious. She falls to the floor, crying and paining shooting through her whole body. Her father can still be seen glaring at her and advancing towards her. He grabs her roughly and makes her stand up on shaky legs. "DON'T YOU EVER YELL AT ME, YOUNG LADY!!! YOU GOT THAT?!!!" Sarah nods through teary eyes and stays quiet. James just nods, smiling with satisfaction. "Good. Now get out my sight, you worthless thing of a daughter. And next time, I wouldn't be so nice."
Sarah nods and with shaky legs turns and starts to walk towards the stairs to only knock over, a priceless vase. At the sound of the crash and pieces shattered all over the floor, James turns and stares at Sarah with a face of pure anger and disbelief on his face. Sarah turns around and stares at him with pure horror on her young tear stained face. "I'm....I'm....I'm sorry dad.....I didn't mean for it to happen....." James just glares at her and starts advancing towards her. "SARAH!!!! YOU LITTLE BITCH!!!! GET OVER HERE FOR YOU ARE GONNA PAY FOR THAT!!!!"
Sarah begins to back away from him until she hits the wall. She winces from the splitting pain as her head hits it and feels the back of it. Her hands touch a cool liquid and when she brings her hand back to look at it, she gasps. There is blood on her hands!!! She screams and she starts to cry. She was bleeding and there was nothing she could do about it. She reverts her attention back to her father, to only gasp. He is only a few feet in front of her and gaining fast. She makes her tired and painfilled body break into a run for the kitchen and the phone.
Her father sees her do this and dives after her. Sarah manages to avoid him and reach the kitchen in time. She grabs the phone and hides behind the counter. She dials 911 and the phone rings. "Hello, please state your name and the emergency." Sarah is about to say something when she looks up to see her father smiling menacingly at her. "Why hello Sarah.....Calling on daddy are we...." He grabs her causing her to drop the phone.
She screams and her father hits her hard, shutting her up. "Shut up you spoiled little brat!!!" Sarah stops screaming and cries silently, making her dad smile in satisfaction. "Thats a good girl. Yes. Cry for daddy." He than hits her again and again and again, until she passes out from the pain. The last thing she remembers is her dad grabing the phone and turning it off, with a evil smirk on his drunk and worn face.
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While the time Sarah is out, her next door neighbor comes by the house to find the door open. She walks in to see glass all over the floor and no one in sight. She walks into the kitchen and screams, seeing 7 year old Sarah on the ground, bleeding to death. She runs over to her, scared she might be seriously hurt. She sees that her beautiful brown hair is matted with blood and her favorite pink sweater is covered with blood. Her face has many bruises on it and has a black and blue for an eye.
She shakes her head sadly and grabs the phone on the counter anc calls 911. She states her name and the emergency and the ambulance and police are there within minutes. They pick up the unconious Sarah and bring her straight to the hospital without a second thought. The police question the neighbor and the night end in sorrow because the whole town will have heard what to happened to poor little innocent Sarah on the morning.
End of Chapter 2
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Hope you liked it. Chapter 4 will be up soon. And just to tell you. I am focusing on Sarah only. Not on Sariye at all. Ok. Thank you and please review.
Ancient Waters
by
Ancient Waters
Disclaimer: I do not own the Labyrinth characters but I do own the ones I have made up.
Notice: And just to make everything clear. I will be referring the real Sariye as Sarah and the real Sarah as Sariye. Just wanted to say this so it won't get too confusing.
**************************************************
Chapter 2: Life Is Not Always Fair
For the next 15 years, little Sarah lived with the Williams family. At first, they loved her terribly and treasured her. They did everything together and thought life couldn't get any better. They thought their lives were perfect because they had everything that they ever wanted and dreamed of. They had each other and little Sarah, their loving and beautiful daughter, to keep themselves company and happy. Yet all that changed when little Sarah was only 4 years old.
When Sarah was four, Linda was struck with a dreadful illness. James took her to the doctor and they told him that Linda had Breast Cancer. This hit the family hard for they weren't even prepared for something like this. Little Sarah, being the smart girl she was, understood her mommy was sick and would die. She was scared and confused, wondering why god would steal her mommy away from her so soon. She wondered why he wouldn't just take her instead and leave her mother alone. Yet even unknown to her, he had different plans for her destiny and future.
The family tried all they could to raise the money for the treatment yet it seemed impossible. They tried Linda's parents, asking if they could help. Yet they refused to help their daughter, for they had disowned her long ago and cared little as to what happened to her. Sarah didn't understand how her grandparents could be so mean and heartless to their own daughter. This made her hate them terribly. And to make matters worse, she would hate them for the rest of her life because of that one curel act on their part.
When they finally raised all the money, it was too late. The cancer has spread too much throughout the body and there was little hope for Linda even surviving. Yet the family hoped still that the treatment would work. To their disappointment, it didn't. And to their sadness and surprise, Linda died three months later. She died two days before Sarah's 5th birthday.
Sarah and her dad mourned her mother's death terribly. It was a cruel trick to play on them yet it seemed like it was fated to happen to poor Linda. For the next few months, the two mourned Linda's death and nothing was ever the same. Sarah went from her bubbly and outgoing self to a quiet, distant myseterious new person. She hardly talked to anyone anymore and went from a good friend to the school outcast. No one wanted to hang out with her anymore and no one wanted to be her friend.
Sarah didn't seem to care much about anything anymore. She seemed to go through life and the day as if it were just a dream. A dream that had turned into a nterrible ightmare. A nightmare that she never can wake up from. A nightmare that haunts her every waking moment. And something that she can never change or forget.
Her father on the other hand, went into depression. He still went to work, took care of finances, and watched out for his daughter. Yet he had started to drink alcohol or another alcoholic beverage daily. He would come home sober and start to rant and rave. He would yell as Sarah and than go up to bed and pass out. This became normal in the Williams house and Sarah didn't think twice about.
As a few months turned into a year, Sarah and her father had grown apart. They had both changed in many ways and hardly knew each other anymore. They had begun to avoid each other and distance themselves from each other. When one was eating dinner, the other was upstairs doing either work or hw. And than they would switch, as if they just lived in the house alone. This made it easier for the both of them, for Sarah didn't ever want to become close to someone again, because of fear of losing that person too. This also made it easier for James because he blamed Sarah for Linda's death. He had convinced himself that if Sarah was never born, Linda would still be here alive and happy. And these horrible and curel thoughts, started the beatings that would soon become a daily thing at the Williams residence.
One night on a cold December day, two years after Linda's death, little Sarah could be seen hanging ornaments on the Christmas Tree. She was now 7 years old and had put Linda's death behind her. She had started to become more talkative and had developed an interest in fantasy and theatre. She had tried out for the school play this year, which was "A Christmas Carole." To her amazment, she had gotten the lead female role as Scrouge's sister, Anabelle. She was so happy, that she couldn't wait to tell her dad.
James had disaproved of Sarah's interest in silly tales of foolish nonsense and keen intrest in theatre. He had told her that they were both a waste of time and being an actress was just a silly dream that would never come true. He told her to aim for better things like becoming a doctor or laywer like him. Yet Sarah refused to give up her dream of being an actress one day. She was told by her teacher that she had a great talent and would go far with a bit of training. She also had a great voice that hardly anyone knew about. Least of all, her father.
She was afraid to tell her father of this, because she knew he hated to hear anything and everything about her. He had told her once that she reminded him of her mother so much, it hurt. He told her that she was too much like her mother and one day would leave him as well. That all the women he loved were to leave him in this cruel world alone, and with no one but himself. Sarah had denied this and told him that she would never leave him. He had only called her a liar and yelled at her to go to bed. And that was only the start of the hatred that would soon grow between them.
Sarah shook her head at this memory and sighed. She continued to put the decorations on the Christmas Tree, while rehearsing her lines for the play. She already had them memorized and she had only gotten them the other day. As she did this, she failed to notice the front door open quietly and her father step in with a worn and drunk expression on his face. He seemed to still have all his senses, for he immediately reacted to Sarah rehearsing her lines.
He marched right over to her and turned her around quickly, causing her to drop the ornament on the floor. It shattered with contact, spreading glass all over the living room floor. He glared at her and said with anger in his voice while his hands held her shoulders tightly, with a menacing grip. "How many times do I have to tell you, Sarah!!! You are not, and I mean not, allowed to practice or act out any scenes from any plays in this house!!! Do you understand?!!!" Sarah nods weakly, holding back her tears. "I'm sorry dad.....Can you please let go.....You are hurting me!!"
James reacts to this statement instantly and releases her quickly, causing her to fall back into the table instead of the tree. Her head hits the corner of it, causing her to cut the back of her head and knock her almost unconious. She falls to the floor, crying and paining shooting through her whole body. Her father can still be seen glaring at her and advancing towards her. He grabs her roughly and makes her stand up on shaky legs. "DON'T YOU EVER YELL AT ME, YOUNG LADY!!! YOU GOT THAT?!!!" Sarah nods through teary eyes and stays quiet. James just nods, smiling with satisfaction. "Good. Now get out my sight, you worthless thing of a daughter. And next time, I wouldn't be so nice."
Sarah nods and with shaky legs turns and starts to walk towards the stairs to only knock over, a priceless vase. At the sound of the crash and pieces shattered all over the floor, James turns and stares at Sarah with a face of pure anger and disbelief on his face. Sarah turns around and stares at him with pure horror on her young tear stained face. "I'm....I'm....I'm sorry dad.....I didn't mean for it to happen....." James just glares at her and starts advancing towards her. "SARAH!!!! YOU LITTLE BITCH!!!! GET OVER HERE FOR YOU ARE GONNA PAY FOR THAT!!!!"
Sarah begins to back away from him until she hits the wall. She winces from the splitting pain as her head hits it and feels the back of it. Her hands touch a cool liquid and when she brings her hand back to look at it, she gasps. There is blood on her hands!!! She screams and she starts to cry. She was bleeding and there was nothing she could do about it. She reverts her attention back to her father, to only gasp. He is only a few feet in front of her and gaining fast. She makes her tired and painfilled body break into a run for the kitchen and the phone.
Her father sees her do this and dives after her. Sarah manages to avoid him and reach the kitchen in time. She grabs the phone and hides behind the counter. She dials 911 and the phone rings. "Hello, please state your name and the emergency." Sarah is about to say something when she looks up to see her father smiling menacingly at her. "Why hello Sarah.....Calling on daddy are we...." He grabs her causing her to drop the phone.
She screams and her father hits her hard, shutting her up. "Shut up you spoiled little brat!!!" Sarah stops screaming and cries silently, making her dad smile in satisfaction. "Thats a good girl. Yes. Cry for daddy." He than hits her again and again and again, until she passes out from the pain. The last thing she remembers is her dad grabing the phone and turning it off, with a evil smirk on his drunk and worn face.
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While the time Sarah is out, her next door neighbor comes by the house to find the door open. She walks in to see glass all over the floor and no one in sight. She walks into the kitchen and screams, seeing 7 year old Sarah on the ground, bleeding to death. She runs over to her, scared she might be seriously hurt. She sees that her beautiful brown hair is matted with blood and her favorite pink sweater is covered with blood. Her face has many bruises on it and has a black and blue for an eye.
She shakes her head sadly and grabs the phone on the counter anc calls 911. She states her name and the emergency and the ambulance and police are there within minutes. They pick up the unconious Sarah and bring her straight to the hospital without a second thought. The police question the neighbor and the night end in sorrow because the whole town will have heard what to happened to poor little innocent Sarah on the morning.
End of Chapter 2
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Hope you liked it. Chapter 4 will be up soon. And just to tell you. I am focusing on Sarah only. Not on Sariye at all. Ok. Thank you and please review.
Ancient Waters