Is this the Last Time... [open] I'll see you?

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    Bailey A. Crimson. That's the name my parents gave me. The only problem, I never really knew them. Now I am adopted because I was of course put up for it after they left me. For good. It's really hard for me nowadays... I am blind and abused... It is really bad sometimes... I walked into my room one day to find my foster dad with a chain held up. He almost chocked me to death that night... I couldn't sleep... they forced me to go without food for almost 5 days... I am still scrawny from those days they don't feed me. They lock me in my room at night, with no windows and no heat. Now, they are telling me to go to school, with all these scars on my wrists to prove, I am different from everyone... I guess I could say, I'm almost addicted to harming myself just to hide the pain of my life. It may be strange, hearing it from a blind person. That she has cut herself so many times, she knows exactly where to put the knife. If only someone understood how much it hurts... my life... my family... the school... They keep trying to pretend they are good parents when they meet new people... They tell me it's a simple game... and no one... no one should ever find out... I would like to hope that I have a real family... but I now know better than to hope for anything at all. Nothing's going to get better. It's just gonna get worse and worse everyday.

    So do we take the spots of friends or potential boyfriends? ;P I'm pretty interested in this, actually.


    Anna E. Tsuki


    Yep. Simple. That's my name. I'm a fourth Japanese, half Korean, and a fourth American. Those bruises? I play soccer. And basketball... and I swim. What? I can play sports if I want to. They're really fun, too. So... yeah. That's... what... I do. I also watch TV... that's a thing. Also, Valentine's are amazing with all that cookie dough I have... for some reason. I seem to get a lot of things, but I give, too. Don't worry. I help as many people as I can. It makes the world a better place. If I was rich enough to leave my apartment and buy a mansion, I would use the money to help people. Like what Bill Gates does with his money. So, yeah. That's me. Go crazy.

    Okey dokey~



    Savannah • Ann • Smith


    "Yep, that's me. Call me Savvy though. I like it better. My parents always say that from the minute I was born until now I've never stopped smiling. That's not entirely true, but I am your typical happy, bubbly 16-year old. I love to smile and laugh, but it hasn't always come so easy. In 8th grade I was pretty much the same, just a happy, open kid. That was until I came out about being bi. I mean I was open, I trusted everyone. But everyone betrayed that trust as they tormented me, calling me names behind my back and to my face. Once, a passing kid stopped to watch me get pounded with insults. Finally the bullies left. At first they frowned, because they saw I was sad. But then, they suddenly smiled, and walked over to me, putting a comforting hand on my shoulder. "You're fine just the way you are," he said, and left. So I figured; "If I smile, maybe they'll just leave me alone." It didn't work out exactly like that, but as time went on, my fake smiles became real ones. The teasing didn't even faze me anymore. It was like magic. I just make it a point to smile at everyone. You just never know when it'll make a difference."


    ((Note; She's only a potential girlfriend if you're comfortable with that. ;P Also, I don't mind her being just a friend. XD Just know I didn't make her bi so she could be with your character or anything~))


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    I stood on the side of the street, dressed in my usual. It was common for me to hang out on the side of the road.
    {sorry so short}

    Bullet by Hollywood Undead

    OOC: Mobile :/
    IC: I was walking down the street in usual attire; my team's jersey and jeans. It was football season, after all. I had a warm latte in my hands, Starbucks. It was quite chilly, after all.


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    I held my cup of coffee in my hands, warming them. I had heard a few cars go by but I didn't care. I kept drawing on my drawing of 6 year old me, being chocked with a bloody chain. Funny, how I can draw but I'm blind...

    Bullet by Hollywood Undead

    Savvy stopped in the coffee shop, paying for her coffee. Her eyes fell on a girl drawing, staring straight ahead. Wondering how she managed to draw without looking at the paper, Savvy went to sit with her.


    The drawing was of a girl being chocked by a bloody chain.


    "Um, hi. I was wondering how you draw like that without looking." Savvy smiled.


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    I heard the girl sit next to me and a small smile spread on my face. I looked towards her. "I guess it's just a talent..." I lied. It's not like I was just going to say I was blind.

    "It's beautiful." Savvy smiled, looking over the gory scene. "I meant the way it's drawn." She was glad to make the girl smile. "Oh! How rude of me! I'm Savannah, but everyone calls me Savvy."


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    "I'm Bailey. But you can call me Bail. Thanks, Savvy." I say drawing again. This time I started to shade.

    "No problem." Savvy smiled again, watching the other girl sketch. Glad for her company, Savvy fell silent.


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    The pain on my back intensified and I winced in pain.

    Savvy noticed her wince. "Are you okay?" She asked, keeping her voice nice and level. She wasn't really too worried.


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    "I'm Fine." I simply say before continuing my drawing.