d5 / cassidy ellis / fin.

Mary
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d5 / cassidy ellis / fin. Feb 27, 2013 18:01:01 GMT -5

Post by Mary on Feb 27, 2013 18:01:01 GMT -5

Name: cassidy mary ellis
Age: 15
Gender: Female
District/Area: District 5
Appearance:

Personality:

I not a killer. None of you understand me.

History:

Mama come home

Codeword: odair
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Last Edit: Mar 2, 2013 12:29:41 GMT -5 by Mary

Mary
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d5 / cassidy ellis / fin. Feb 27, 2013 18:14:30 GMT -5

Post by Mary on Feb 27, 2013 18:14:30 GMT -5

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cassidy ellis

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Here I stand, helpless and left for dead
Close your eyes, so many days go by
Easy to find what's wrong
Harder to find what's right

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I can't open my eyes, I cannot see the world that lies around me. The sun comes through my paper thin lids and makes me cringe just slightly. A yawn spreads outwards as I slowly attempt to move and awake myself in one feverish movement.

Mum would ( scold ) me for waking so late, she would give me a pat on the head and tell me that I shouldn't have waited for the sun to rise. Her fingers would have been pulled through my short raven-colored hair and her gentle eyes staring directly into my own, brown waves flickering through the mass of light that enters from the makeshift window in the corner.

The bed creaks and groans as I get up, fingers pressed against the light yellow sheets, wintered-down hands pleading to reach for my head and wake me from my endless slumber. It is snowing outside, the middle of February, the white stuff is everywhere and it makes me shiver even to stare out at the blanketed ground. Whereas it was once light green, the ground is covered in the purest of things, complete with small sprinkles of ice that add a sparkle to the entire surrounding area.

When I was little, mum would take me and Lily to play in the snow; I remember building those little forts that you could crawl through. Snowball fights were always my favorite though, the forming of the crystals beneath my chapped fingers and the woolen gloves we were to wear. Mum was afraid that we would otherwise get sick and suffer. Whenever I get sick my face gets blotchy, covered in patches of purple and blue, complete with dark circles under my eyes and shivers from the high fever. Mum always said that I was the sickly one. At least, I was the girl who would come down with a cold. Not anymore though, I have learned to survive with a makeshift shack and a pile of sticks. I don’t think mum could ever do anything better.

It was so long ago that she died, sickness consuming her fragile heart, taking Lily only mere days after. They both had smiles as they died, the last time their chest moved up in one agonizing attempt to take in air, their lips parting to show crooked teeth and try to get out words. After that, all I remember is the look on their faces that made them look so happy, so peaceful and calm. No longer did mother have to suffer with taking care of us, Lily and I were no longer a burden to her. As for my little sister, her dress fit around her starved body, and in my mind, I could so clearly see her sitting with other children and playing. She always did like toys.

And there I was in the house, all the mourners left with sober expressions, ditching them for happy smiles as soon as they crossed over the threshold. Anger consumed me at the time, full of pain and sorrow. They could so easily throw it away, and now I was homeless, a little girl that was forced to fade into the background. No one knew me anymore, and if they did, I was just that ghost girl.

I had no purpose in life, all due to the death of my entire family. And I know in my heart the truth, the absolute reality that fate skipped over. I should have been the one dead, lying there with dead, cold eyes and a still heart. They never deserved it, especially Lily. She was such an innocent child, a little girl with so much to look forward to in life. And I, out of the three, was able to live.

It was never fair.

The snow reminds me of those years ago and a lump wells up in my throat, mum always told me that I was a winter’s child. I had the pale face of crystals and glimmering eyes, red cheeks and puffs of air escaping from my chapped, tightened lips. Now my face is hardened by the wind, beaten down by the relentless air around me. Society is just as cruel as the seasons, no one will ever understand me. I get pity, that’s all I will ever get. No friendship or help, just pure, empty pity that makes the air thick as hell.

[/i][/color]If only they could understand what it does to me, to hear their words, to watch their puppy faces and soft eyes as they try to comfort me. I took it when I was little, I’ve learned since then though and no longer will I be remembered as ‘that girl’.

It rips through me every time I’m forced to listen to those people.

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Last Edit: Mar 3, 2013 7:42:12 GMT -5 by Mary

Mary Seam Resident 19 POSTS last seen Mar 24, 2013 6:13:11 GMT -5 promises of yesterday	d5 / cassidy ellis / fin. Mar 2, 2013 12:30:25 GMT -5 Select Post Deselect Post Link to Post Member Give Gift Back to Top Post by Mary on Mar 2, 2013 12:30:25 GMT -5 Finished. I'm sorry for it being so short >.<

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d5 / cassidy ellis / fin. Mar 2, 2013 16:31:47 GMT -5

Post by ✨ zozo. on Mar 2, 2013 16:31:47 GMT -5

Hiya Mary! Welcome to the site c:

This is beautiful so far, but it just needs a little more appearance and personality woven into it before I can accept it. Post back when you've made your changes and I'll take another look ^^

Last Edit: Mar 2, 2013 16:32:17 GMT -5 by ✨ zozo.

“and men said that the blood of the stars flowed in her veins.”

Mary Seam Resident 19 POSTS last seen Mar 24, 2013 6:13:11 GMT -5 promises of yesterday	d5 / cassidy ellis / fin. Mar 2, 2013 16:47:09 GMT -5 Select Post Deselect Post Link to Post Member Give Gift Back to Top Post by Mary on Mar 2, 2013 16:47:09 GMT -5 I'm sorry about that, Zoe. I added a bit more to the end so I hope now it is okay c:

✨ zozo. Retired Staff 8,203 POSTS Pronouns: she/her last seen Sept 23, 2024 14:15:14 GMT -5 bloomtodeath	d5 / cassidy ellis / fin. Mar 2, 2013 23:22:05 GMT -5 Select Post Deselect Post Link to Post Member Give Gift Back to Top Post by ✨ zozo. on Mar 2, 2013 23:22:05 GMT -5 No problem at all! Wonderful bio, can't wait to see her in action :D [/center]
	“and men said that the blood of the stars flowed in her veins.”