~Concrete angel~ -- hide.out || do not enter

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+

*She moved forward carefully moving over the now awake form of Gueparda stopping next to her sister brushing a few strands of pale blonde hair from her face multicolored eyes moving to look at the small group. She didn�t� seem to care about the commotion, she never did really. Daring you can say, Amaranth always called her stupid. Way too bold for her own good. She sat near her sister, this was the first time she actually �pulled any attention� to herself instead of cowering behind her sister. Too tired before, worn from the travels and having not felt well, (she was sick� a lot). She just wanted to be left alone, and there had been too many strangers. No sound escaped the young fem as she sat down slightly behind her sister though more next to her; one would soon come to learn no sound would ever escape her. She made up her mind almost 2 years ago, she would never speak again, she was very stubborn in this, and hasn�t said a word since. Major control she had over herself, probably why she did it. To prove she did have control, maybe probably not. She was only 3 at the time; her mind didn�t work in such ways. No one knew the real reason, she probably didn�t even remember. She silently pulled on her sister�s shirt, trying to get her attention, ignoring the strangers around her for now. She wanted to know what was going on*

+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