Post by Isa The Great on Sept 2, 2009 21:26:36 GMT -5
[/color][/center][/blockquote]JEANNETTE SAGE BREEZE
it started with a low light
" Look into her eyes
You can see she's crying out
She hides behind her smile
You can see the pain of doubt
And if you would hold her close
You could feel the brokenness inside
You would know she feels alone
She feels empty"
[/color][/size]
NEXT THING I KNEW[/color][/blockquote]
they ripped me from my bed
[/b][/color] Jeannette Sage Breeze
NICKNAMES: Jean
GENDER: female
AGE: seventeen
SEXUALITY: hetrosexual
YEAR: senior
MEMBER GROUP: Wack Job
FACE CLAIM: Christel Winther Petersen
[/size][/color][/ul][/blockquote]
AND THEN THEY TOOK[/color][/blockquote]
my bloodtype, they left a
[/b][/color] I'm not actually a bad person. At least not in my book I'm not. Just someone who got fed up with the way everyone treated her, and tried to get attention by acting out. I'm not bad, just stupid.
2. I have killed before, but in all fairness, it was kill or be killed. I didn't even know how to use a gun when I pulled the trigger. Sure I wasn't suppose to in the dude's house, stealing all his stuff, but I didn't think things would get so out of hand.
3. I have nightmares about what happened the night my friend was killed, the night I killed someone. It spooks me to the bones, but I haven't talked to anyone about it. I feel like its my burden to carry, and unloading it on too someone else is cheating somehow.
4. I hate my parents, and lets face it, truthfully they hate me as well. We've never, and I do mean never, had a loveing relationship. Before my brothers' birth, it was rare for me to see them most days.
5. Although my parents undoubtbly loved my twin brother's more than me, I never hated them for it. In fact, I loved my brothers more than anything. When John died, it was like a part of me died inside. It was because of his death that I started taking anti-depressents, and then stopped taking them because it was more fun to play the trouble making child than the poor ignored sad daughter.
6. For all the parties that I have gone too, I have never slept with any one, but I have done some drugs, and gotten drunk on more than one occassasion. Not enough to say I am an addict though. Just enough to qualify me for the title 'party girl'.
7. A big part of who I am, what I've done, whatever, is the guilt I've felt since one of my brother's, John's, death. Sure I told him not to go down to the pool, sure I was young my self. But I should have watched him more carefully. After all, I knew my brother had a problem with listening to anyone, especially if they were telling him something he couldn't do.
8. Most people think that I make friends easily, but mostly I just can't keep by myself for too long. I don't like being alone, i find it to be a very, very, depressing time were all sorts of thoughts try to convience me to end everything. It would just be so easy..
9. I never liked being the daughter of a wealthy family. Yeah sure I got to buy whatever I wanted, whatever I could possibly need. But its a lonely life. You have to guess at whose really your friends, and whose just in it for the stuff.
10. I don't think I'm going to make it too graduation. Ok so it's not a fact yet, but it's what I believe. If I don't do myself in, I'm sure someone else will. I'm not scared to die, in fact, I may just welcome it. Of course, it would be an insult to my brother's wasted life, which I would have to get over.
[/ul] [/blockquote]
Jeannette Sage Breeze was born to emotionally absent parents. However, what they lacked in emotions, they made up for in wealth. When Jeannette was eight, her parents decided to add to their family, although Jeannette never understand why. Her mother became pregnant, and nine months later gave birth to twin boys. The Breeze parents paid more attention to the boys than they had ever paid to Jeannette.
When Jeannette was thirteen years old, and the boy's five, their parents went on an over night business meeting. While they had a nanny watching them, Jeannette for the most part was held responsible for her brothers. John, the youngest of the twins by twenty minutes, had decided to ignore Jeannette's warning about going down to the indoor pool. With no one to watch him, John ended up drowning.
Jeannette was blamed for her brother's death, at least by her parents, if not by the law. They grew even more distant with each other. Her other brother, Tyler, being the only one in her family she talked to, if at all. As she grew older, entering high school, Jeannette started acting out against her parents. She started with just stealing things, small things, and progressed into breaking and entering.
One night, Jeannette and one of her friends, decided to break into her neighbors house. All had been going well, until her neighbor woke up, and gun in hand, went in search of the noise that they were making. Her friend had brought a gun, something Jeannette had not known at the time. When the neighbor found them, There was a stand off, Jeannette with her hands up trying to convience both not to shoot. However, her friend almost pulled the trigger, causing the neighbor to act in response, shooting her friend. Fearful of her own life, Jeannette dropped to the ground. Hearing her neighbor's footsteps comeing closer, she grabbed her friend's gun, and aimed.
By the time the police came, both neighbor and friend had died. And Jeannette, because of her parents high connections, had not been sent to jail, but something rather close to it. A boarding school.
[/color][/size][/blockquote]
STRANGE IMPRESSION
in my head, you know that i was hoping
[/color][/blockquote][/blockquote]
whoa there, my name is Isa The Great and i happen to be of the female species. i currently have 20 number of candles on my cake but i've got 9 years under my belt. i found this quirky site through Site Search on Caution. by the way, you can contact me via pm me or look under my mini profile or through no other characters. now i'll show you what i'm made of.
It was a beautiful day, Echo noted to herself as she made her way out of the dorm room she shared with fellow student, Rhayna Bane. A perfect day to actually sit out by the lake, and read for a while, or just relax in general. Echo held her copy of Pride and Prejudice by Jane Austen in her left hand, and brought it closer to her. She absolutely loved the book, and in fact could really be named her favorite book ever. Echo passed a few students on her way outside the school, and all she did was nodd at them with a smile. She didn't know who exactly they were, but it was always polite to smile at people. Frowning showed a disposition on something or another, and the day was too beautiful for her to be in a sour mood.
It didn't take Echo too long to actually make it outside, although the school was fairly big, as well as the school grounds for that matter. It had cost a fortune to attend this school, something her family certainly was short on, but she didn't let the fact that her family was rich get to her. Her father had, after all, sent her to a boarding school, hadn't he? She just bet he was hoping she'd fall for one of the boys that attended this place, but she had news for him: Wasn't. Gonna. Happen. Not in this life time anyways, or with her consent. If she did fall for one, she was sure she wouldn't know it until it was too late.
It wasn't that she didn't want to fall in love, she just wanted her father to have had no say in. He always seemed to be trying to fix her life, which she might add, wasn't broken. She was young! She had all the time in the world to find a guy with whom to be happy with. Echo sighed as she made her way to the lake. It was stunning, breath takeing. She always found the lake to be like this. Echo had always felt sort of drawn towards the lake. Not really to go swimming, just to be around it, especially closer to a full moon. She didn't given into those urges often, not wanting to get into trouble with the school and be kicked out. Her father would have a cow if she were to be kicked out of the school because she was at the lake, without an adult, after hours. She would never hear the end of it from her well meaning father.
Echo sat under one of the trees close to the lake. She propt her belongings around her, her brown skirt fanning around her, hiding her legs as she sat. She rested her back against the tree, many would find this uncomfortable but not Echo. She grabbed her book and opened to page 97, starting where Mr. Bennent was talking to Miss. Mary Bennent.
'That will do extremely well, child. You have delighted us long enough. Let the other young ladies have tim to exhibit....'
It didn't take Echo too long to actually make it outside, although the school was fairly big, as well as the school grounds for that matter. It had cost a fortune to attend this school, something her family certainly was short on, but she didn't let the fact that her family was rich get to her. Her father had, after all, sent her to a boarding school, hadn't he? She just bet he was hoping she'd fall for one of the boys that attended this place, but she had news for him: Wasn't. Gonna. Happen. Not in this life time anyways, or with her consent. If she did fall for one, she was sure she wouldn't know it until it was too late.
It wasn't that she didn't want to fall in love, she just wanted her father to have had no say in. He always seemed to be trying to fix her life, which she might add, wasn't broken. She was young! She had all the time in the world to find a guy with whom to be happy with. Echo sighed as she made her way to the lake. It was stunning, breath takeing. She always found the lake to be like this. Echo had always felt sort of drawn towards the lake. Not really to go swimming, just to be around it, especially closer to a full moon. She didn't given into those urges often, not wanting to get into trouble with the school and be kicked out. Her father would have a cow if she were to be kicked out of the school because she was at the lake, without an adult, after hours. She would never hear the end of it from her well meaning father.
Echo sat under one of the trees close to the lake. She propt her belongings around her, her brown skirt fanning around her, hiding her legs as she sat. She rested her back against the tree, many would find this uncomfortable but not Echo. She grabbed her book and opened to page 97, starting where Mr. Bennent was talking to Miss. Mary Bennent.
'That will do extremely well, child. You have delighted us long enough. Let the other young ladies have tim to exhibit....'
THAT I COULD LEAVE
this starcrossed world behind
this apptemplate was made by chaela and laurel from charcoal eyes, guys, and the titles are from spaceman by the killers
[/color][/size][/center]