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Full Name:Amelia Rose Fere
Nick Name:Bubbles & Skittlez & Smiley & Smi
Pronunciation: A-me-lee-a Rose Fee-air
Gender:[/b"I would have to say female."
[b]Age: 17
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Birthday:March 17
Hometown:Along a row of country houses, along the edge of Winnipeg, Canada.
Language: Mostly English but took a bit of french in grades 5-9.Nothing really intresting.
Your Guardian(s):"None, I am a runaway. Parents and anything related to parents just ruin your life and take away your given freedom."
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Personality: Amelia's personality, hmm, here we go.
Amelia loves life, she appreciates nature in every way excpt spiders, she likes spiders but she has a phobie of them.
Always smiling on the outside, she may be crying on the inside though. That is where she gets her nickname, smiley and Smi, becuase she is always smiling, always.Amelia appreciates life. Deppresion is something she stays away from, always stays away from it, she claims, "All it does is bring you further down, you just need to smile and move on."Amelia is often said to be 'The Strong One' as she is strong, physically but mostly mentally. She faces life with qoutes up in her head and if those don't work than she always has the poems and songs and books shoved up her sleeves. Her heart is bi but has a lot of voids, her life is full of voids. But she gets past them, some how. Not aplayer or a cheater, she plays fair game in everything, including relationships, if she does not want to make her life with you than she will let you know, kindly but forcefully. Just like she deals with her self.
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Amelia has a 'bad' side, though. She is more of a rule breaker than a rule follower. She can be known as a 'spaz' sometimes. This is caused by her short-temper which she gained from her 'father.' She has a eye for mischouve and is not afraid of getting in trouble every once and a while. She loves to have a lot of fun, even if she gets in trouble becuase of it. She loves to party but is not one of those girls who is constantly flirting with guys. She is disgusted by them.
Likes:
xxNature
xxBerrys
xxFreedom
xxHot Chocalate
xxFruit Loops
xxSwimming
xxSoccer
xxCycling
Dislikes:
xxParents and anything related to them
xxCrochet
xxPermanent tattoo's
xxCars, "They are like little boxes which take you to bigger boxes."
xxBeing stcuk some where
xxHouses and buildings
Hobbies:
xxSports
xxStamps
xxDrawing
Goals:
xxTo make it through life with a smle on her face
Phobias:
xxArachnophobia
Strengths:
xxSports
xxStrength
xxDrawing
Weakness:
xxPainting
xxHandwriting
xxShopping
xxDancing
xxSinging
xxPlaying instruments
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History:
Amelia's mother left when she was five becuase she got a job offer that she couldn't resist, her mother than got fired but still never came back. Soon after her mother left, her father started to become a control freak and took over her life, she soon had no choices in her life. She tried to never tell anyone but at school one day when she was about nine, her secret slipped to her friend and her friend told her father and her friends father called social services becuase Amelia's dad was also beating her. Amelia never wanted to be token to a foster home so she took off running when social services was notified. She toke trains and buses and fairies, also a couple boats to where she is now. Living in a alley, along with other homeless people and runaways. Hoping and praying that no one will ever find her.
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Amelia lived like that for a couple years, woken up by a kick, sporting the same clothes day aftyer day, being continuesly passed along worthless jobs. The regualr for runaways. Eventually, though, some one found the hidden alley, removing all of them from the alley. She now lives a better life, still not good but okay, just, okay. Living along side the people she had lived with, just in a house. A cheap mansion to be exact. It is just like a hotel, a boring, plain hotel. A jail for runaways. Exactly what she had run away from in her first life.
Any Regrets or Mistakes?: Telling her friend about her father/ She will always regret that. Always. That was the day that her life started to fall down hill, not drive down hill but start to fall down the hill.
If You Could Change One Thing, What Would It Be?:Trying to go with my mother she might have been a total... but she would have had a better life.
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