Post by Callie Skye on Sept 16, 2009 22:19:31 GMT -4
Callie Nicole Skye
So Hi there my name is Callie Skye but some people call me Callie, Cal, Skye, CiCi, that sort of thing. I am 15 and was born onApril 3rd. I am a GIRL and damn proud of it. I swing STRAIGHT but don't judge me. I am really outgoing and will talk to anyone who will listen. Very rarely am I scared but when I am I freeze. I can hold a grudge like no other, and I actually have a really bad temper. Just stay on my good side. I like many things including sprots (anything competitive), secrets (i love secrets!!! I have a lot), and talking (even to myself) but I absolutly hate being alone (though i don't mind sometimes), rules (yea, I'm a rule breaker!), and school. That's pretty much just the start.
Some please say I look like Sian Abbot but they must be on something. I have Brown hair which is beautiful. It matches my Brown eyes. I stand at about 5'3" and weigh at about 103. Yep that's pretty much it.
So behind the computer screen I am called KHAKI. I am fifteen and am a FEMALE. Alright well I hope that it....wait oh yeah the password is breaking dawn. Now for a sample of my work:
There was a spot on the outer part of her wrist that looked like it had something already wrong. That was where she decided to hit. Carson closed her eyes tightly and stood a foot away from the wall, her back to the bricks. "1, 2, 3." She whispered to herself as she whipped around, her wrist hitting the exact spot she wanted. Carson's eyes opened as the shooting pain went through her arm. It worked. She thought as she ran out of the bathroom and into the hallway.
”Hurry up Car! I want to go shopping or something!”
Carson rolled her eyes as she walked almost too quickly around the corner and into the nurses office. She was able to work up some tears and before she even sat down the nurse asked her what was wrong. Carson told her that she tripped after sharpening her pencil in class and landed the wrong way. Of course, she was excused with a bruise and obvious broken something at her wrist.
Carson came out of the clinic and caught sight of Bow. "Meet me across the street." She whispered still holding her wrist. Carson still had to get her stuff from class, she didn't need the teacher thinking she disappeared or anything.
So Hi there my name is Callie Skye but some people call me Callie, Cal, Skye, CiCi, that sort of thing. I am 15 and was born onApril 3rd. I am a GIRL and damn proud of it. I swing STRAIGHT but don't judge me. I am really outgoing and will talk to anyone who will listen. Very rarely am I scared but when I am I freeze. I can hold a grudge like no other, and I actually have a really bad temper. Just stay on my good side. I like many things including sprots (anything competitive), secrets (i love secrets!!! I have a lot), and talking (even to myself) but I absolutly hate being alone (though i don't mind sometimes), rules (yea, I'm a rule breaker!), and school. That's pretty much just the start.
Some please say I look like Sian Abbot but they must be on something. I have Brown hair which is beautiful. It matches my Brown eyes. I stand at about 5'3" and weigh at about 103. Yep that's pretty much it.
So behind the computer screen I am called KHAKI. I am fifteen and am a FEMALE. Alright well I hope that it....wait oh yeah the password is breaking dawn. Now for a sample of my work:
There was a spot on the outer part of her wrist that looked like it had something already wrong. That was where she decided to hit. Carson closed her eyes tightly and stood a foot away from the wall, her back to the bricks. "1, 2, 3." She whispered to herself as she whipped around, her wrist hitting the exact spot she wanted. Carson's eyes opened as the shooting pain went through her arm. It worked. She thought as she ran out of the bathroom and into the hallway.
”Hurry up Car! I want to go shopping or something!”
Carson rolled her eyes as she walked almost too quickly around the corner and into the nurses office. She was able to work up some tears and before she even sat down the nurse asked her what was wrong. Carson told her that she tripped after sharpening her pencil in class and landed the wrong way. Of course, she was excused with a bruise and obvious broken something at her wrist.
Carson came out of the clinic and caught sight of Bow. "Meet me across the street." She whispered still holding her wrist. Carson still had to get her stuff from class, she didn't need the teacher thinking she disappeared or anything.