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Date Posted: 15:23:20 08/11/04 Wed
Name: Sebiya
Nickname: Sebi, sometimes petit
Age: about 5
Gender: Female
Family: Amaranth (Older sister)
Street family: None was never really accepted
Appearance: Dull almost faded blonde hair that reaches about her mid-back. one bright blue eyes, and the other is emerald green and fair skin, that looks a little too fair.
Personality: She not as shy as her sister, not afraid to ‘ask’ for help when they need it, or at least tries to. she has trouble getting her point across, and because of this often ends up frustred. She has an equally short temper as her sister but normally holds it inside, and when angry she just silently fumes it off. She was mentally damaged by her father’s abuse to her, though it hard to tell except for the fact of how silent she is.
Strange Quirk: She like her sister fears cameras. She also refuses to talk, has been silent for over a year.
Past: She was born a sickly baby most likely due to her mother’s unhealthy habits, born too small, to light and to early her start wasn’t very good. After about 6 months in the hospital they finally allowed her home with the parents, where she was neglected by them and raised by a elderly neighbor who found her forgotten outside the home. when she was about 1 the neighbor died leaving her back to her parents and once again back to being forgotten. She had learned to walk by then, luckily and already had a pretty good vocabulary which was good because from that point on she mainly cared for herself, the only thing her parents providing for her is clothes and food. when she was two the extent of their care changed, they stopped remembering her and her father’s abuse got much worse. When she finally started school, she was expected to walk herself to and from it often coming home to an empty home, with the door locked. Her heaven became the swing that was in their yard put up since before Amaranth was born (probably by Amar mother), anytime she was actually aloud she was on that swing (it being the only source of entertainment) especially when thrown out of her home or locked out. Her sister had found her on that swing when it was nearly 4am, which was how she got away so easily. She is still a sickly child, which is what annoyed everyone the most. She almost always falling ill, slowing them down, though she has gotten much better now out of her parents’ care (as a side note she was sexually abused by her dad)
Another thing you need to know. She never speaks not for any reason. She talks to her sister using sign language thoughts he is not deaf. I will need to see how you play her before I give her to you completely because of this. She not an easy character. You must be active and I prefer you to use her table if you keep her
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| Here we go
The world is spinning
When it stops
It's just beginning
Sun comes up
We laugh and we cry
Sun goes down
And then we all die
+Bearing the burden of a secret storm+
Post goes here
+Sometimes she wishes she was never born+
Name: Sebiya
Nickname: Sebi, sometimes petit
Age: about 5
Gender: Female
Family: Amaranth (Older sister)
Street family: None was never really accepted
Appearance: Dull almost faded blonde hair that reaches about her mid-back. one bright blue eyes, and the other is emerald green and fair skin, that looks a little too fair.
Personality: She not as shy as her sister, not afraid to ‘ask’ for help when they need it, or at least tries to. she has trouble getting her point across, and because of this often ends up frustred. She has an equally short temper as her sister but normally holds it inside, and when angry she just silently fumes it off. She was mentally damaged by her father’s abuse to her, though it hard to tell except for the fact of how silent she is.
Strange Quirk: She like her sister fears cameras. She also refuses to talk, has been silent for over a year.
Past: She was born a sickly baby most likely due to her mother’s unhealthy habits, born too small, to light and to early her start wasn’t very good. After about 6 months in the hospital they finally allowed her home with the parents, where she was neglected by them and raised by a elderly neighbor who found her forgotten outside the home. when she was about 1 the neighbor died leaving her back to her parents and once again back to being forgotten. She had learned to walk by then, luckily and already had a pretty good vocabulary which was good because from that point on she mainly cared for herself, the only thing her parents providing for her is clothes and food. when she was two the extent of their care changed, they stopped remembering her and her father’s abuse got much worse. When she finally started school, she was expected to walk herself to and from it often coming home to an empty home, with the door locked. Her heaven became the swing that was in their yard put up since before Amaranth was born (probably by Amar mother), anytime she was actually aloud she was on that swing (it being the only source of entertainment) especially when thrown out of her home or locked out. Her sister had found her on that swing when it was nearly 4am, which was how she got away so easily. She is still a sickly child, which is what annoyed everyone the most. She almost always falling ill, slowing them down, though she has gotten much better now out of her parents’ care*
Young girl, don't cry
I'll be right here when your world starts to fall
Young girl, it's all right
Your tears will dry, you'll soon be free to fly
When you're safe inside your room you tend to dream
Of a place where nothing's harder than it seems
No one ever wants or bothers to explain
Of the heartache life can bring and what it means
When there's no one else
Look inside yourself
Like your oldest friend
Just trust the voice within
Then you'll find the strength
That will guide your way
If you will learn to begin
To trust the voice within
Young girl, don't hide
You'll never change if you just run away
Young girl, just hold tight
And soon you're gonna see your brighter day
Now in a world where innocence is quickly claimed
It's so hard to stand your ground when you're so afraid
No one reaches out a hand for you to hold
When you're lost outside look inside to your soul
When there's no one else
Look inside yourself
Like your oldest friend
Just trust the voice within
Then you'll find the strength
That will guide your way
If you will learn to begin
To trust the voice within
Yeah...
Life is a journey
It can take you anywhere you choose to go
As long as you're learning
You'll find all you'll ever need to know
You'll make it
You'll make it
Just don't go forsaking yourself
No one can stop you
You know that I'm talking to you
When there's no one else
Look inside yourself
Like your oldest friend
Just trust the voice within
Then you'll find the strength
That will guide your way
If you will learn to begin
To trust the voice within
Young girl don't cry
I'll be right here when your world starts to fall
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