Post by CICI TAYLOR PATCH on Mar 14, 2010 17:42:46 GMT -5
FULL NAME: colleen taylor patch[/blockquote][/font]
NICKNAMES: cici
AGE & BIRTHDAY: fifteen ; april twenty-first
HOMETOWN: chicago, illinois
ILLNESSES: anorexia & and adhd & epilepsy
SEXUALITY: straight.
MEMBER GROUP: junior.
cici is quite the person. over the past few years, she had gotten the thought of her being fat. she developed anorexia very quickly, losing and losing weight. she put anorexia on top of her two other diseases, adhd and anorexia. because of her adhd, she can't stay in place for longer than 1O minutes without squirming. her epilepsy restricts her from watching tv up from too close, flashing lights, video games for too long, and strobe lights.[/blockquote][/font]
once upon a time, one man and one woman met at a bar, got drunk at shit, and ended up with their gorgeous baby girl. who was put in a mangy little orphanage. turns out, she was diseased. no one wanted a child with epilepsy or adhd. not one person. she was kept there until the age of seven, until finally she was adopted by her new parents. carolyn and evan patch. they took care of her, even with her mental disorders and diseases.
NAME/ALIAS: answer here[/blockquote][/font]
AGE: seventy billion and a half.
EXPERIENCE: five or six years.
TIMEZONE: central.
ANYTHING ELSE: hi! my name is socks and i probably love you.
RING. RING. RING. RING. RING.
"SHUT THE HELL UP!" a young girl screamed, punching her alarm clock. A blonde head peaked out of the covers, followed by a pale face with blue eyes. Soft, pink lips grumbled to herself, colorful language splattered here and there. Fuck. Morning already. she thought, sliding her thin figure out of bed. Her light blonde hair stretched to her back, but it was all frizzy and messed up for the moment. Her slim body was covered in a tank top and booty shorts, which were almost too big on her thin bones. A scowl was worn on her face as feet stomped the floor to the closet. Minuscule sized clothes hung on hangers, disheveled and unorganized. A hand grasped and pulled down a yellow All Time Low shirt with a white dinosaur on it. It also got a hold of bright blue jeans, underwear, a bra, socks, and some Converse High-Tops. The young girl slithered her way into the bathroom, which was cleaned up and tidied by her 'mother'. Mind you, the young girl was adopted. It was better than having her real parents fending for her. Two drunken adults at a bar. How attractive. The pajamas were taken off her, and the fresh, new clothes were in their place. She took a brush and started combing her hair while she stared in the mirror. "Is it just me or am I getting fatter?" she asked herself, poking her slender stomach. It was madness for her, being anorexic. Not only that, but she also had epilepsy and ADHD. Go ahead, laugh at her. But that'll just result you into going to the hospital. The young girl walked down the stairs and was greeted by a cheerful, plump mother who kissed her on the cheek. Her red curls bobbed as she made her daughter some Lucky Charms. The young girl sat down and began to eat, even though she wasn't very hungry. She knew her mother would force her to, anyways.
"Cici?" the mother asked. The young girl looked up, chewing away at the cat-food shaped grains. Yes, everyone. It's Colleen Taylor Patch. Fifteen years young. "How are you liking your cereal?" The young girl put down her spoon and swallowed the grains in her mouth.
"I ate all the marshmallows last night." Cici commented, looking at the sad little bowl. The mother chuckled and nodded.
"I noticed."
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