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Hello to all my faithful readers and those of you who are new to my stories! Thank you everyone for all your incredible feedback. I bring you my new story, My Own...
I hope you enjoy this new story as it may be my last with Sims 2. I can't deny I have joined the bandwagon of Sims 3 enthusiasts, and had a lot of fun making my first Sims 3 story, A Night to Remember, which most of you will have already read ;-) So please enjoy the last of my Sims 2 stories :-D

Sam

Hello to all my faithful readers and those of you who are new to my stories! Thank you everyone for all your incredible feedback. I bring you my new story, My Own...
I hope you enjoy this new story as it may be my last with Sims 2. I can't deny I have joined the bandwagon of Sims 3 enthusiasts, and had a lot of fun making my first Sims 3 story, A Night to Remember, which most of you will have already read ;-) So please enjoy the last of my Sims 2 stories :-D

Sam

 Have you ever felt so alone, that if you were to disappear off the face of the Earth, you knew no one would notice or even care? That is how I feel every day of my life. It's not like I haven't tried to change the way things are, quite the opposite. I have tried desperately, trust me. I guess it's just the way life panned out for me. Some are lucky, others are not. Unfortunately, I'm in the latter. I guess I should introduce myself before I go on. My full name is Charlotte Abigail Montrachet, wife of Julian Montrachet, who is the sole heir to the Montrachet business fortune and a well known figure amongst the creme de la creme of today's society. Tall, dark, handsome and rich; you could be forgiven for thinking I was desperately in love with him. Julian and I, though, are worlds apart, two totally different people. Why then, you ask, are we man and wife? Well, that brings me to my father, Richard John Alberton, the force behind my marriage to Julian. Born into and raised by a wealthy, upper class family that dated back for centuries, it could only be expected that he had wanted his children to continue the tradition and marry into similar, high society families. He had not followed this particular tradition when he was a young man though, and for this 'mistake', there is ever the more pressure on his spawn not to slip up.
You see, he impregnated my eighteen year old mother when he was a man of just twenty one. It had happened on a spontaneous night out and, of course, his family frowned deeply upon it, especially as my mother was a 'nobody'. After being pressured into marriage before news of the pregnancy broke publicly, my parents settled into their new life together and awaited my arrival.
Not surprisingly, my birth did not bring them any closer. It only made the facade that much harder to continue. I was undoubtedly showered with love by both of my parents, it was only the love between them that was non-existent. Despite their lack of love, my sister, Grace, was introduced to the world three years later. This must have been a turning point in my parents lives, for two years later, they divorced and my mother left. I may have only been a child of five, but I will never forget that day for as long as I live. My mother's tear stained cheeks, her beautiful smile. She struggled not to upset Grace and I, yet tried to express the sadness she felt at leaving us.
I have never seen her since, my memory of her immortalized in that moment twenty two years ago. You're probably wondering why, of course. And I'm sorry to say I cannot answer that. I have tried searching, there is no doubt about that, but every lead I find comes to an end.
I have had my suspicions about my father's role, and his family's, in my mother's departure from our lives for quite some time now. Since I was old enough to understand, I came to realise that my mother was not of the same class as my father and his family. For this reason, my mother would have always been under pressure from them and deemed unworthy. Then, after the split, I am almost sure they would have prevented her seeing, or even contacting, her own daughters. A voice broke through my thoughts.
"Charlotte, my love, where are you?"
Julian. No doubt informing me of his activities tonight. "I'm in the sitting room, darling."
Appearing in the doorway, he looked his usual suave self. "I will be out late tonight with Charles and the rest of them. Don't stay up."
Having this conversation caused me to experience deja vu. It only surprised me that he still bothered to advise me of his movements.
I forced the corners of my mouth upwards. "Yes, Julian," I replied. "Wish them all a merry Christmas for me, won't you?" Watching my so-called husband walk out the door, I let the smile fade from my face. Whether he was home or not, it did not make any difference to me. None of our time was spent together anyway, unless we had to attend a family function. And even then he spent most of his time with Grace. Yes, my little sister Grace. Where do I start with her? Despite us being of the same blood, we were nothing alike besides having similar features.
Without a doubt, Grace took after our father. Ambitious, power hungry, competitive, and self centered; she was almost unbearable to be around. Being so similar to Julian, I would have thought they would negatively impact each other. Not so, apparently. Though it helps that they are both genetically very blessed, of course. But honestly, it doesn't bother me that Julian and Grace obviously have a mutual attraction to each other as she is quite welcome to him. It does bother me, though, that she doesn't try to hide her feelings in front of her husband, Brian.
Brian is one of the politest, kindest, gentlest men I've ever come across and Grace treats him like an imbecile, using him for his status, wealth and power. Not that she needs more of it, but that's just her and she will not change. And Brian, unfortunately, is head over heels in love with her, unable to see past her act. Another downfall of Grace is her lack of empathy. Grace's inability to empathize with other people is what causes her to reject the idea, or memory, of having a mother. In her mind, herself and I were abandoned by a woman named Elizabeth, the woman who gave birth to us but is not our 'mother' by any means.
So, my search for our mother has always been a solo expedition. My father, also, will not assist my search, claiming he knows nothing of her whereabouts. I am skeptical. Since the age of sixteen, I have searched on and off for my mother. I have never gotten very far with my searches and little by little, my hopes have started fading. I often dreamt of a reunion with her when I was young, but as I am getting older, I realise it will always remain a fantasy.
As I sit here though, I cannot deny there are still flickering flames of hope in my heart, and I am sure there always will be. I know if I found her, all the questions I have wanted to ask would be answered and my heart would not ache of lonlieness any longer. I would have someone here with me. Hearing footsteps, I turned towards the door. After a knock, a pretty young woman peered around the door. "Good evening, Mrs M," she said, a smile lighting up her face.
I returned her smile. "Good evening, Lucy."
Lucy, our maid, was one person I could always count on to bring some happiness into my day. Her optimism, bubbly personality and constant smile was always very refreshing.
"Dinner will be served in about ten minutes. Will Mr M be joining you tonight?"
I shook my head. "No, I will be eating alone tonight."
"And will you be eating in the dining room, Mrs M?" she asked politely.
"That will be fine, Lucy. Thank you." As the door closed, I stood up, making my way to the window. It was a beautiful starry evening outside and, not for the first time, I wished I had someone to share it with. Someone I could count on, someone I loved, and someone who loved me back. Someone I could call my own...

My Own... Part I

Nov 17, 2009 by shaml_sim
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    29 Comment(s) posted so far

    On Nov 18, 2009 candy820 wrote:

    Great start!! \:D Waiting for the next part.\:D

    On Nov 18, 2009 The Simsss Fan wrote:

    Another great story!!!Good part and I like your cover\:D

    On Nov 18, 2009 -kalisa- wrote:

    Great start! Charlotte is soo beautiful...I really like picture 17, she looks so... sad. And lonely. And beautiful \:\) Waiting for the next part!\:rah\:

    On Nov 18, 2009 Mangio wrote:

    i hope Charlotte finds her mum and true love \:wub\: youve made her a very loveable character

    On Nov 18, 2009 Maddie150597 wrote:

    great start, cant wait for more!\:\)

    On Nov 18, 2009 fredbrenny wrote:

    Sam this is a great story! 5.0! I wonder why Charlotte puts up with this. Just pack your things and leave... I would say... Go find your mom and then you might run into the love of your life!

    On Nov 18, 2009 hejbojs123 wrote:

    öSo niice\:D It's amazing\:wub\:

    On Nov 18, 2009 nomienu wrote:

    poor Charlotte \:\(   great story can't read the next chapter

    On Nov 18, 2009 CamCo9 wrote:

    wow , really good start \:\)

    On Nov 18, 2009 Golden97 wrote:

    Great Start! \:rah\:

    On Nov 18, 2009 kalirinah wrote:

    good start and great screenshots \:wub\:
    beautiful simmies \:\)

    On Nov 18, 2009 Illandrya wrote:

    Wonderful start, Sam. I already love Charlotte, think her sister is a brat and want to take her husband aside and give him a really good talking to! In a few short scenes you have painted a picture I want to see more of ... \:wub\: ... can't wait for the next chapter

    On Nov 18, 2009 HockeyChick81932 wrote:

    Great start!! Can't wait for the next part \:\) I read your other stories as well.. love them all!! You're a great writer

    On Nov 19, 2009 princess_moomoo wrote:

    Great Start! \:rah\:

    On Nov 19, 2009 Midnight222 wrote:

    Great start Sam! I would n't be with someone I didn't love or respect ...... even if it meant disownerment I think Charlotte should end her marriage! Looking forward to the next chapter \:rah\:

    On Nov 19, 2009 dancergirl7238 wrote:

    Great start, sam!\:wub\:

    On Nov 19, 2009 madkitty13 wrote:

    I love shot 17! SHe is very beautiful! Lucy reminds me of the maid named Maria in the book/movie The Boy In The Striped Pajamas.

    On Nov 19, 2009 fordpryncys wrote:

    it was great\:wub\: ... hey what happened to the movies

    On Nov 19, 2009 TUTULA wrote:

    Sam I think it's a so sad and fantastic story, love it very much\:wub\: Can't wait to read the next chapter\:rah\:

    On Nov 20, 2009 spitzmagic wrote:

    OOOOH Sam I love it, gosh pretty simmies too, pic 3 looks like she should be holding a cigarette in one of those really long slim black holder thingys  \:D I can't wait for chapter 2....\:D

    On Nov 21, 2009 Story wrote:

    Yay, your next story is here, and it's already excellent. \:rah\: Great first part, Sam!

    On Nov 22, 2009 staceface2009p wrote:

    I've been waiting to get to this story so I can read it. I was so eager to finally read it. Lol I'd have to say i'm not surprised that this part was fantastic because all your stories are fantastic \:wub\: . I enjoyed it so much. And Charlotte's husband is sexy .. hehe \:D can't wait to see what this story has in store. \:rah\:

    On Nov 25, 2009 charray wrote:

    Very good start \:rah\: \:\)

    On Nov 28, 2009 martoele wrote:

    Good start... \:\)

    On Nov 28, 2009 miraminkova wrote:

    This story is amazing! I love it! Congratulations!

    On Nov 29, 2009 kanzen wrote:

    Charlotte's an Andrea CLONE! *gasp* no actually, when I first saw the cover, I wa slike "oh it's andrea..." but when I checked here...LOL charlotte? XDD

    On Nov 30, 2009 Jennifer_R wrote:

    Wow, great first part Sam! \:rah\: I hope Charlotte finds someone that will give her some happiness. She is such a beautiful sim too. Off to read the next part.... \;\)

    On Dec 2, 2009 omik79 wrote:

    Very nice!! Heading to the next part! \:\)

    On Dec 13, 2009 urm0m wrote:

    Awesome intro \:D

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