SWITCHED AT BIRTH

By Tatyana Muradyan

This book is the story of my life. A story about struggles and obstacles, a story about perseverance, a story about the desire to find the truth and its consequences.

When I look back in my past, I see a lot of mistakes, suffering, and heart pain, but now, when I look in the mirror, all I see is learned lessons, strength, and confidence.

The main thing that I want you to take from this book is that no matter what is going on, a strong character and belief in God will carry you through life.

Some people are born happier than others, but we all have equal chances for happiness. My advice for you is to be perseverant and look for your happiness no matter what.



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• Language: English
• Publisher: Fulton Books, Inc.
• Release date: Mar 20, 2020
• ISBN: 9781646541461

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SWITCHED AT BIRTH

Tatyana Muradyan

Copyright © 2020 Tatyana Muradyan

All rights reserved

First Edition

Fulton Books, Inc.

Meadville, PA

Published by Fulton Books 2020

ISBN 978-1-64654-145-4 (paperback)

ISBN 978-1-64654-146-1 (digital)

Printed in the United States of America

Table of Contents

Chapter 1

When you live for forty years and you find out everything was a lie… This all started on March 27, 1978, in a small village in Moldova. My parents brought me home from the hospital, and my grandfather was at the house, and he was so excited to see the baby, but when my grandfather saw me, he told my mother that I wasn’t her baby and to bring me back to the hospital, but she just looked at him and ignored him. My mother was always trying to breastfeed me. I would always just refuse to eat. I was always so cranky and crying a lot.

My loving grandparents, who did a lot of caring and amazing things in my life.

When I was three months old, she gave me to my grandmother because she said she couldn’t deal with me. My grandmother was raising me until one day she had a stroke and was paralyzed, so she gave me back to my mother. When I was two years old, my mother got pregnant with her third child. I was her second child. I had to go to my other grandmother because no one wanted to take care of me. And when I was at my grandmother’s, I would always cry as I wanted to go home. And they would always be mean, and I remember one time my father’s youngest sister wanted to take me to the store with her, but my grandpa wanted me to stay. He called me over to him, but I didn’t come, so he grabbed me by the neck, hit me, and threw me under the dinner table, and I started crying and coughing, and he mocked me and said I sounded like a dying cat. I was always afraid of them, and I never wanted to stay at their house. It was always great when my aunt was over because she would spoil me, but most of the time, she was in the city