• [July 1st, 1982] Thursday / {13 years have passed}  - 

“Oh come on Sandy! You already used it! I want a turn with it now!”

“I’m still using it to brush her hair — so you have to wait your turn Daisy.” said the other girl with mid-long black curly hair, who wore pink ribbons on each side of her hair. She had darker brown eyes and her skin was light toned naturally brown skin, and had a bandage on her left side of the cheek. While the other little girl that she was squabbling with, had short blonde hair that rested on her shoulders — she had a cute button nose, as well as brown eyes and her skin was a medium skin toned and she bore freckles around her nose. Some people would have found it hard to believe that these two girls are twins.

Both of the girls wore hand-me down clothes that looked in pristine condition and coincidently — fit them perfectly. They wore clothes of their preferred favorite colors. 

Daisy wore clothes of colors of pink, yellow and green — while Sandy wore colors of Purple, Pink and Blue. The two girls were still bickering and fighting for the doll brush, and kept insisting that one of them needed more than the other. 

“Well I need it more than you! Juju’s hair is messy, and you’ve had it for more than 5 minutes!” Proclaimed Daisy while raising her voice at Sandy. “Well obviously my doll requires a lot of care for her hair! And besides… Amber needs it more than that ugly doll of yours!” Spat Sandy. Then, out of pure frustration — Daisy tried yanking the hair brush away from Sandy, which the two started fighting for the doll brush.

 “What’s with all the commotion???”

Both girls froze from their little brawl, as they caught the attention by a sudden strict voice. 

“Sandy!!! Daisy!!! What is going on here???” Questioned a girl with platinum silver white hair, as she walks in on their little quarrel. The girl looked about five or six years older than the two girls. The girl was no other than the baby from thirteen years ago — all grown up. She still bore the beautiful platinum silver white hair and beautiful lilac blue eyes. 

But instead, her hair was messy, poorly cut — as if someone just butchered and chopped her hair. Leaving it to be kept up in a ponytail, where some uneven strands of her long side bangs dangled loosely. 

Instead of looking completely healthy and well taken care of — she was awfully thin, and looked as if she hadn't eaten in days. As her face developed this awful gaunt and was mostly skin and bones. Her clothes were hand-me-downs as well — but weren’t in great condition like Daisy’s and Sandy’s clothes. The clothes she wore were adult men's clothes that were too big and baggy for her small scrawny body — so she uses a belt to help keep her trousers from falling. And her clothes had seen better days, as they were torn and stitched in a few places. She wore black and white striped over knee socks that looked like they were taken care of, but were a tad too big for her awfully thin legs. As for her shoes — she has a pair of worn out old black converse, on which she helps herself to doodle on whenever she likes.

“Lilac! Sandy won’t let me have a turn with the hairbrush for my dolly and she won’t share!” Whined Daisy, pointing at Sandy, who was clinging on the old hair brush.

“Well… Daisy was going to ruin it by using our only brush on her ugly doll!” Sandy grew angry at Daisy for tattling on her, and so she insulted her doll.

“Juju is not ugly! You are!” Daisy spat at Sandy, looking and sounding upset, as tears started to develop.

“Ugly!-... Why You!” Snarled Sandy, as she grew angry of what Daisy called her. She then shoved Daisy, where the two started fighting. Lila steps in and separates the two girls and removes the hair brush from them. 

“Alright, that’s enough!!! Stop fighting for every little thing, you two — and stop insulting each other and calling each other names! As for this — you’ll get it back, once you two learn to share and love each other like the sisters that you are!!!” Scolded Lila at the two, shoving the hair brush in her pockets of her torn trousers. 

“What?!? That’s not fair!” argued Sandy, looking a bit baffled and teary eyed. “It doesn’t matter if it’s ‘fair’ or not. Neither one of you is getting this back until you two learn to share and get along.” Replied Lila, whereas Daisy immediately answers her in a blunt tone. 

“But she started it!” Shouted Daisy with teary eyes, while pointing at Sandy. Sandy snapped at Daisy looking angrier than before. 

“Oh shut up you little snitch! This all started because you wanted to brush that ugly doll’s hair and wouldn’t stop acting like a complete baby. I sometimes find it hard to believe that we’re actually sisters — because we look nothing alike, as we look completely different! I sometimes wish that you got adopted to a family who can handle a big crybaby like you!-”  Shouted Sandy in frustration, before continuing with her sentence. Lila immediately cuts off what she was going to say, as she got angry at Sandy, as she then began scolding her about it.

“Sandy!!! You don’t say that to her or to anyone, ever, okay!?! That’s a very terrible thing to say to your sister, and you shouldn't say such things to anyone!!!” 

Sandy didn’t want to admit that what she said was terrible, but still felt angry as she still felt that it wasn’t fair that she should be punished for having to share their only brush for an old ragdoll.

 As Lila tells her that she should apologize to Daisy for the rude things she had said just now, and that the two should make up. Hoping that the two would work it out if they did, and come to a solution in getting to share things better and start getting along. Just as she was about to hug Daisy, telling her of how sorry she was. She instantly froze as she saw Daisy with the brush in her hand, thinking that she might have snatched it from Lila’s pockets. Then got even angrier at her as she stood up from the floor, snatching the ragdoll from Daisy — and tore off its arm. 

Daisy then started to cry her eyes out, as Sandy ripped her doll Juju’s arm off. Lila got more furious at Sandy for her actions, and was very disappointed in her. 

“Sandy!!! Why on earth did you do that!?! You know that Juju is a precious doll to Daisy!!!” Scolded Lila, while Sandy didn’t bother to look at her, feeling both angry yet ashamed. “Sandy, look at me when I'm talking to you!!! You don’t ever do these sorts of things to people no matter what!!! And you don’t ever treat your sister and people this way either!!!” While still scolding Sandy, she quickly notices a few tears coming down her angered face. Understanding the situation, Lila tones down her anger, then starts to speak to her in a calming voice, to be easier on her this time. “Look Sandy… I’m sorry for raising my voice at you earlier, without giving you the reason to hear you out…” She spoke lightly, making Sandy finally face her. “But you have to understand… that you shouldn’t be rash towards Daisy, or say horrible things to each other. Because, I know that you know that deep down… you love your little twin sister, and you want to do whatever it takes to protect her.”

Sandy glances at Lila, with an understood expression, as she slightly nodded at what she said. Lila smiles at her, caresses Sandy’s curly hair while continuing to talk to her. “Now tell me Sandy… why did you tear Juju’s arm off???” asked Lila lightly, Sandy taking a moment to muster up the words to explain, without breaking another tear. “Well…” she utters. Lila shushes her, telling her to take her time to explain, and that she’ll try her best to understand. “It.. it’s because… I saw Daisy with the hairbrush in her hands… and I thought… she stole it from your pockets.” 

Lila turns to Daisy, with the hairbrush in her hand. Daisy started tearing up again, and quivered as she tried her best to explain to the two without starting to cry. “I… I picked up this brush off the floor… and noticed that it… fell out from your pocket…” Daisy said as she told Lila, with a scared look on her face — thinking that she might be in trouble for not saying anything earlier. Lila sticks her hand in the pocket that she stored the brush in, where her hand peaked through the bottom. Knowing now, that it must have fallen out through the bottom tear of the pocket. Sandy now fully understanding what had happened, she was ashamed and embarrassed for what she had done — as she did what she did, out of a huge misunderstanding.

Sandy rushes towards Daisy and hugs her tightly, while more tears ran down from her face. “I’m sorry… I’m so sorry — I-I got angry at you over nothing… and said a lot of mean things to you…” Sandy said, while choking on her teary apology. As she was feeling awful for everything that she said to hurt Daisy extremely. Daisy returns her hug, and she too starts crying. “It… It’s okay Sandy… I’m sorry too… I should have waited a bit more, and… and I shouldn’t act like a baby either… I know that I’m not the type of sister that you wanted… and I’m sorry that we don’t look… and sound alike…” Utters Daisy, where tears began to blur out her vision. Sandy hears this, and instantly pulls away from their hug, to be face to face with Daisy.

“No!” she exclaimed

“You're perfectly fine just as you are. Forget what I said… I didn’t mean the things I said… I was being stupid!”

“I don’t think you're stupid!” Daisy scolds Sandy for what she said about herself. Both stayed quiet for a bit, until finally the both of them hugged it out, and apologized to each other. Which made Lila all the more pleased and happy that they were able to make up, and settle down.

Once they separated from their hug, Sandy looked at the doll’s torn arm at the floor, where Daisy looked down at her doll’s missing arm. Sandy felt terrible for ripping the doll’s arm off, and so she quickly picked up the doll’s arm, and tried sticking it back on where she tore the doll’s arm. But wasn’t able to stick on properly. And to make up for what she did, Sandy hands Daisy her Amber doll, telling her that she can share the doll, until Juju gets better.

“That’s right!!! Juju needs to see the doctor!!! And plenty of rest to get better!!! Luckily doctor Lila’s here to help!!!” Stated Lila determinally, while taking the ragdoll off their hands. “B-but Lilac, will the doctor fix Juju’s arm?…” Sobbed Daisy, looking up to Lila with a worried teary expression.

 “Don’t worry Daisy — I’ll fix her up in no time. Once, she’s all patched up — she’ll be as good as new!” Lila said as she eased her from her worries, as she also tells her that she is in good hands — while giving her a big grin. Both girls looked at Lila and then towards each other, looking relieved to hear that from her. 

“Okay. Now that we all made up, here. How about we make a trip to the kitchen, you girls must be hungry by now??? — Even after all the lively commotion that happened earlier.” Mentions Lila, where the girls agreed as both their and Lila’s stomach’s began to rumble. 

“Also… While we’re finished eating.” She then added. “How about I read you a little bit of ‘The Young and Amazing Witch! Sabrina Spellcaster!’ while we’re at it???” Said Lila excitedly while showing the two girls the old comic that she pulled out from one of her not torn pockets — with a twinkle in her eyes. Daisy and Sandy looked at Lila with worried faces, both looking pale.

“But Lilac, won’t you get in trouble for having that here?” Asked Daisy, all worried for her sake.

 Lila sees how worried they were off her, but assured them that they have nothing to worry about. 

“Everything will be fine, just as long as Olga is out working. I don’t have to worry about her punishing me — besides, it’s my favorite and only series! And whenever I read it, I imagine myself in Sabrina’s world. *Sigh!*.... How I wish I would be as magical as a witch…-” 

Lila clenched on to her favorite comic book tightly, while she talked about desperately wanting to be a witch. Where suddenly someone snatches the comic book from her hands. Startling her as she wakes up from her little daydream. She turned around and grew pale, the moment she saw the person leaning beside her. It was a tall middle aged woman with dark brown hair on which she had pinned up in a bun and wore a crimson red business suit; with sharp shoulder pads. 

She had blue eyes, was a very plump woman with a crooked snub shaped nose. It was no other than the woman from eleven years ago. It was Olga, their foster parent. Lila was puzzled by the fact that she came early from work today, and wasn’t expecting her to arrive back home until later tonight. But based on expression, and by the way she was acting — she had a feeling that her boss probably sent her home, for irrational behavior again. And the look she was giving Lila, was a face that Lila knew what it meant. And was afraid of what’s to happen next.