Victoria Holmes // D3 {CB}
Aug 11, 2018 12:16:40 GMT -5
Post by Cameo {RIP Charlie} on Aug 11, 2018 12:16:40 GMT -5
Victoria Holmes
Eighteen Years Old
Desperation clung to the familiarities of the futile existence. A baby boy was raised by purity and strength of a big sister, who was truly not much older. Determination searched her hands through garbages for scraps tossed by the fortunate. Frantic words would shelter the anxiety of truth from uncaring teachers obligated to observe of their scrawny appearances. Boney fingers eventually transferred from scavenging to thieving, to return home to feed and raise that baby boy with the rewards those fingers achieved. Stupor eyes of their Creators would occasionally watch them, though more often then not they were sheltered by eyelids or searching themselves for their next fix. A better life was tempting, but not available. With no other guardians aside from permanently intoxicated parents, the only alternative was foster care - and I had witnessed siblings split, for the eternity of childhood after being labeled as orphaned, far too many times.
But eventually the futile existence collapsed upon us in discovery, and we were separated from our parents - though not each other. After pleading, and bargaining, and threatening, we were able to jump from orphanage, to foster home, to group home, to foster home, to orphanage, so on and so forth, together, hand in hand. And even when I turned eighteen, booted from the horrid cycle that raised us, after years of preparing for such a time, I took him with me to our new shack of a home. Together we endured our parents, together we conquered foster care, together we’ll face anything.
Personality: Driven, Stubborn, Closed-off, Sarcastic, Distrusting, Responsible, Doesn’t think before talking
Appearance: 5’3, Pale, Skinny but thick, Blue eyes, Brunette locks with blonde strips, baby face, constant stern features.
Employment: Jumps from job to job, but always has money for rent and food
