[June 1st, 1979] Friday / {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 golden hazel eyes; her skin was light toned naturally brown skin, and had a pink band-aid on the left side of her 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 also having golden hazel eyes, and her skin was medium skin toned and she bore freckles around her nose, and had a blue band-aid on her right side of her cheek. Some people would have found it hard to believe that these two girls are actually twins.
Both of the girls wore hand-me-down clothes that looked in pristine condition and coincidently, yet were a little outdated — and ironically, fit them perfectly. The two girls wore clothes of their preferred favourite colours.
Daisy wore clothes of colours of pink, yellow, and green — while Sandy wore colours of blue, pink, and purple. The two girls were still bickering and fighting for the doll brush and kept insisting that one of them needed more than the other.
Sandy had a slim and shapely plastic fashion doll; with olive skin, and puffy curly black hair called an Amber doll. It was dressed nicely, with red crimson attire.
Daisy’s doll was entirely different from Sandy’s — her doll was a green patchy ragdoll. Its hair was made of red yarn and its eyes were button eyes; being a completely different colour from each other. One button eye was blue, while the left button eye was purple. And it wore a pale blue quilt-like dress with yellow soft frills.
“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 hairbrush away from Sandy, and the two started fighting for the little doll brush.
“What’s with all the commotion???”
Both girls froze from their little brawl, as they caught the attention of a sudden strict voice.
“Sandy!!! Daisy!!! What is going on here???” Questioned a girl with platinum silver-white hair, as she walked in on their little quarrel. The girl looked about eight or nine years older than the two little girls who were both four years old.
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.
Instead, her hair was messy, and poorly cut — as if someone just butchered and chopped her hair. Leaving it to be kept up in a sloppy and messed up 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. Her face developed these awful gaunt and hollow cheeks and was mostly skin and bones. Her skin was very sallow; instead of her original fair skin as her skin was very pale, or more like it was white as a white piece of parchment.
Her clothes were hand-me-downs as well — but weren’t in great condition like Daisy’s and Sandy’s clothes, as their clothes were once her’s when she was their age. The clothes she wore were adult men's clothes that were too big and baggy for her small scrawny body — so she used 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 were a little worn out and outdated, but looked like they were taken care of over the years. But were also too big for her awfully thin legs, as they looked a bit loose for her. As for her shoes — she wore and had only a pair of old worn out old black Converse, on which she helps herself to doodle 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 to 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 at what Daisy called her. She then shoved Daisy, and the two started fighting. Lila steps in and separates the two girls and removes the hairbrush from them.
“Alright, that’s enough!!! Stop fighting for every little thing, you two — and stop insulting each other and stop 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 hairbrush in the 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 answered 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 obviously look nothing alike, as we look completely different! I sometimes wish that you got adopted by a family who can handle a big crybaby like you!-” Sandy shouted in frustration, before continuing with her sentence. Lila immediately cuts off what she was going to say, as she gets angry at Sandy, and she then begins scolding her about it.
“Sandy!!! You don’t say that to her or 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.
Not wanting the twins to continue bickering at each other. She tells the two to apologise for the rude things they had said to each other. And that the two would make up. And hoping that the two would work it out 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. Or that maybe Lila must have handed her the brush without her knowing.
Which of course, upsetted her angrier than she was before.
She stood up from the floor, snatching the ragdoll from Daisy’s grasp — 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. Somewhat 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 a reason to hear you out…” She spoke lightly, making Sandy finally face her. “But you have to understand… that you shouldn’t be rash and shouldn’t be mean towards Daisy. Neither of you should say horrible things to each other. Because I know that you two know that deep down… you love each other. And Sandy, I know that you truly love your little twin sister and that you want to do whatever it takes to protect her. So I don’t believe any of the terrible things that you said. Because I know that you and Daisy are good girls.”
Sandy glances at Lila, with glassy eyes. Tears well up and wipes the tears with her long-sleeved shirt. With an understanding and sheepish expression, she nervously 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, and calmly.
Sandy takes a moment to muster up the words to explain, without breaking another tear. “Well…” she utters in a panic.
“*Shhh!!!* It’s alright. Take a deep breath, and take things slow to try to explain. Whatever you have to say, I’ll listen and I’ll try to understand. Okay???.” Lila shushes her, as well as 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 might have stolen it from your pockets. Or… that you probably might have secretly given it to her to use instead.”
Lila shook her head, after listening to Sandy's explanation but couldn’t blame her for her wildest assumptions. She was probably stressing over the silly hair brush situation as she and Daisy are both children after all — as they will tend to fight for something so small and pointless.
“I… I didn’t steal it! A-and she didn’t give me the hairbrush… I-I just picked it up off the floor… and wondered why it was lying on the floor in the first place. I was going to give it back to Lila then noticed that there was a small tear on her short trousers… which I think that it probably fell out from your pocket…” Daisy stuttered nervously as she told Lila, and Sandy with a shy nervous 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 peeks through the bottom. Knowing now, that it must have fallen out through the bottom tear of her trouser shorts.
“Oh…You're right.” Lila muttered to Daisy, realising the hole in her pocket, as she wiggled her fingers out the hole. “Can’t wait to stitch these again — if I have enough thread, hopefully. *Sigh~*” She sighed annoyingly at the thought.
Sandy now fully understands what had happened — feeling ashamed and embarrassed for what she had done. For doing what she did, out of a huge misunderstanding.
Sandy clears her throat, getting both Lila and Daisy’s attention.
“Um… Also, um…” Sandy mumbled. Fidgeting her fingers as she found it hard to gather the words to explain what she wanted to say. Lila places a hand on her shoulder, calmly telling her to take deep breaths and to take her time to calm herself. Sandy did what she told her to do, taking a few deep breaths and clearing her mind. Ready to tell Lila and Daisy what was on her mind, but was a little hesitant about what she was about to say.
“I… I said what I said, because… The other kids at school say that… well… that me and Daisy don’t look like each other. And whenever they looked at us… they said that we might both be adopted… Or… That I might be adopted.” Sandy said tearfully. Her voice broke every time she spoke and remembered what the other kids at school told her. Lila immediately lifted Sandy’s chin and told her.
“Sandy, look at me.” Sandy was still crying, and trying her best to look Lila in the eye. Once she somehow calmed herself down a bit, she finally looked at Lila.
“Don’t listen to anybody who looks at you, and says that you're different. Just because you and Daisy don’t share the same hair or skin colour, doesn’t mean that you're not twin sisters. Because you two are absolutely sisters — uniquely special and amazing than anyone would ever know. You both get each other better and understand each other like the super twins I know the two of you are!!!” Lila tells her with a warm smile, on her weak frail gaunt face.
More tears came down on Sandy’s face after listening to what Lila had told her and her twin.
Daisy looked almost as shocked about the news she just heard from Sandy. She had no idea that other kids were saying such things about how different they had looked to others. But had a feeling that was what everyone might have thought when they looked at her and Daisy. And was probably the reason why Sandy was acting and behaving rather differently and sour for almost a while now.
Suddenly, Sandy rushes towards Daisy and hugs her tightly, while more tears run down from her face. catching her twin sister completely off guard.“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 instantly pulls away from their hug, being face to face with her twin with a concerned look, realising what Daisy was thinking.
“No!” she exclaimed
“You're perfectly fine just as you are. Forget what I said… I didn’t mean the things I said… I shouldn’t have listened to the other kids… 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 apologised 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 on the floor, and Daisy looked down at her doll’s missing arm. Sandy felt terrible for ripping the doll’s arm off, 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. 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.
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