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It's horrifying how quickly everything can be stripped away from you. One minute you have your family, your home, your life, then the next it's gone. This is my life, my story.

I remember how my family used to be. It was just my parents, baby sister, Elizabeth, and I. Though there were ten years between my sister and I, I still love her dearly. We were happy, the four of us, and we were a family, but not everything wanted it to stay that way I guess.

When my sister was only five years old, and I fifteen, there was an awful car crash. My parents were both taken from me, and my sister and I were sent to the hospital. We only survived because of how the car was hit, but we also spent a good amount of time in the hospital.

When things were clear, and my sister and I were well recovered, we were sent to the care of our Uncle Vector. However, he was everything but happy to see us. There was no love in his eyes, just hate and disgust. We were only good for making his meals and keeping his house cleaned. If we were good, we had a semi-full stomach before bed. If we were bad, we were punished.

With my sister being so little, it was hard for her to understand. Every time my Uncle tried to punish her, I took her place. I have a scar on my back and arm to prove it. We spent a year living like this. We became a six year old, and sixteen year old, who always kept our gazes down and did as we were told. We only found comfort in each other.

One day, I had enough. I wanted out, and I wanted Elizabeth safe. So I ran, as far as I could with her, and I kept going. For the past year, I have been in and out of orphanages, playing as the seventeen year old who needs a temporary home to find work to support her seven year old sister. We never stayed long in an orphanages, afraid of being found out. However, this last one was different.

I am three states away from my uncle, in a small little town. The orphanage here says I can't be looking for work right now because of how young I am. Once I'm eighteen, I can, but not right now. They say they need to have me in school so I am well off to get a job. I had an assessment and I was able to test into the grade I was suppose to in, but I'm not at all happy about it.

I have told Elizabeth about it and I told her to keep a low profile, keeping to the edges of the group. I can't bare the though of leaving my sister for and eight hour school day, but what choice do I have?

[size=11pt]>>Plot<<
Amelia Willow is the new girl at your school. No body really knows anything about her except that she's is new in town and new to school. Everything else is a mystery. She's seems to keep her gaze down and never cause attention.

You are a guy who has been at this school for a while, and may be seen as popular. Unlike most of the girls at school, Amelia is definitely different and you want to know why. Your not sure why you want to know her, but there's a sort of attraction about her.

However, she is very distant and protective. It's almost like there is a brick wall that she's hiding behind. It's not hard to see she's scared of something, but just what exactly is where your confused. Meanwhile, Amelia is terrified in trusting anyone since she wants to stay hidden. She knows her Uncle is looking for her. Just knowing how much time she has before he finds her is where she is at a loss.

[size=11pt]>>FYI<<[/size]
°My posts are not always this long, however this is semi-advanced to advanced thread. Please be semi-advanced to advance in role-playing.
°I beg you to try and be active!
°Cussing is allowed as long as you don't over use it.
°I love mystery and fun so if you come up with any ideas along the way don't be afraid to make it happen or tell me about them. I'm very easy going with role-plays.
°The stars (✩) below hold pictures of Amelia; the snowflakes (❄) hold pictures of Elizabeth.
°Just have fun here!

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Yeah that's alright. It looked fine. I'll start us off.

She kept her gaze down as she sat in the small seat outside the office door. Her brown hair framed her down turned face as she seemed to try and hide. Dressed in jeans and a light green long sleeve shirt, she looked like an ordinary everyday simple girl.

She heard the footsteps and the whisper of those who went by. When she would occasionally raise her brown eyes, she caught a few people looking at her as they whispered. However, she would drop her gaze once more to avoid eye contact. This was both out of habit and fear.

A seventeen year old, afraid to explore and be herself. That was what Amelia was now. She silently cursed herself for following the habits, but she couldn't help it. Now she was having to deal with them.

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Amelia looked up just long enough to see that a guy had sat next to her. She dropped her gaze once again before speaking. "Amelia," she said with a slight nod. Her voice was cautiously soft and her gaze traveled hesitantly back to him every few seconds. Once again, she caught in the tail spin of trying to figure out how to act.

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Amelia watched him go, slightly surprised. That was much different than she had thought he may be. You also havent been around people your age she reminded herself. How would you know they wouldn't act like that?

She heard footsteps then looked up to she the door open. Immediately she was up and her hands were folded in front of her. The head mistress of the orphanage she was staying at came out and nodded to Amelia.

Amiela didn't understand why she had to go to school. She knew everything important and had been able to test into her current grade easily. She signed slightly. Just stay invisible and you'll be okay.

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The head mistress explained to Amelia how everything would be working and she listened quietly. Once the mistress had left, the principle handed her her locker number and stack of books. He gave her the schedule and suggested she head outside to meet a few people.

Amelia went towards the doors, only because she wanted out of the building for a little bit. She remembered that Olli had told her he would be out here. She pushed open the door with her foot then inched her way out, blinking at the sunlight that met her.

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Amelia looked around at the people around and set her stack down on the steps. She drew in a soft breath. So much for staying invisible... She walked towards Olli, offering a hesitant and shy smile, trying to break her shut down state.

.: default role play| "speaking"| thinking :.

Amelia had lowered her gaze, looking at the ground. She made no protest, but her arms hugged her like a security blanket. Well, I don't have to worry about growing close to anyone she thought, though it didn't help. She looked up at Olli with a skeptical gaze, but nodded as he pointed to a new place. "Okay," she said softly.

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Amelia's eyes grew wide when she saw him hit the guy, but part of her was kind of happy about it. She looked at him as he drew closer then walked beside him, her hands staying folded out of habit. "Thank you," she said as she brought her gaze to his. "For being on my side back there."

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She nodded and glanced back at the group once he had stopped. She let out a soft breath and stood in the shadows. "Trust me, friends probably aren't on my list." She looked off into the distance as she said this. I can't get attached. I may end up leaving again...

.: default role play| "speaking"| thinking :.

Amelia looked at him with a bit of surprise then heard the bell before she could respond. She looked off into the distance and slowly nodded before bringing her gaze back to his. "Yeah sure," she said, "I'll see if I can make it."

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