name:: Unique Maria Daniels.
nickname:: Oddball, Maria, Danni
pronounciation:: U-ni-que Mar-e-a Dan-i-els
meaning:: Unusual; extraordinary.
age:: Nineteen
birthdate:: March, 21
place of birth::Quebec , Canada
"Hey, my name is Unique Maria Daniels. My mother is a drug head, I am surprised I didn't get named Weedy Beer Daniels. I am a girl, wait no I am a panda bear. I was born in Canada, be jealous. That means I get that smexy Canadian accent, exactly I only have the 'American' accent. No, we Canadians do not live in igloos. I wish we did, I want to meet a penguin. My father left us, for a tramp named, Stacy. He moved to Italy, with his 'new' wife. I don't miss him, I just miss my mother. She was the reason, my mother picked up drugs. I have brown hair, nothing really special. I want some pink hair, but mother won't pay for it. I have ugly brown eyes with scars all down my arms from my step-dad's abusive ways. I am known for selling illegal, 'things'. I am Fox, as my buyers call me. I am known for stealing and selling, it is my way of life. "hair color::
eye color:: Grey
skin color:: Pale white
voice:: A funny, sweet, voice.
prefered clothes:: Anything I can find in my closet.
body:: small, muscular, slim
"I have dark brown hair, with honey under highlights. My eyes are a dull grey, with specks of light blue. I usually wear makeup as I am a imperfection. My skin is a light smooth baby skinned, kind. I am lean and tall, but I will kick your butt. I am slim and under weight for my age, but it doesn't matter. I usually wear whatever I can find on the floor, or in my closet."three word persona:: Cute, Flirty, Thief
three likes:: Boys, Clothes, Money
three dislikes:: People, Girly Girls, Snobs
three strenghts:: Fighting, Romance, Skateboarding
three weaknesses:: Climbing, Parties, Drinking
father:: I don't know.
mother:: Katelyn Jean Daniels
siblings:: I was a mistake, I think I am the only one.
"I am known as the bad girl. Known for standing my ground. Many rumors go around about me, such as I am pregnant. I am not, I am a mystery. I am invisible to everyone, like a needle in a haystack. I get picked on for my looks, for my mother's addiction. I am sweet, but they go by my image. I am thrown around, I have a love for music. No, not screamo or rock, but classic or country. Many people don't know this, but I love to eat cookies! I love to write music and I am studying to be a Literature teacher in college. When most mother's see their sons with me, I don't get a smile or wave. I get, "Oh hell no." Then chase me with pointy object, isn't learning about me fun? I have been skateboarding for six years now, it is my addiction. I do have trouble in school, due to my dyslexia. I often get teased, people don't understand, I have dyslexia and I am bi-polar. So, they pick on me because I am weird. The world is tough, and I out here all on my own. I am jealous of all those prancing girls, that flaunt their money around. I wish, I had that much money. I wish I didn't have a mom that smoked weed. I wish my dad stayed with us. I wish I didn't live on my own. I wish a lot of things, but none come true.
I was born in a tiny hospital in Canada. Back then, I lived with both my parents. I lived in a four story house, my room was a light pink and the decor was princesses. Since, I was his little princess. Well, I came home on day, I was six. I saw my daddy with another woman and mommy had her bags packed and was in the mini van. Mom grabbed me and dragged me out to the van, I was screaming because I wanted Dad. She told me, 'Your daddy doesn't want us anymore." I didn't understand. I was his little princess, how did he not want us anymore? I cried, I remember crying and wishing he would die. Mom drove us to the airport, and we got on a plane. I slept through the ride, when I woke up it was cold and snowing. I thought we are still in Canada! Daddy wants me! Then an old voice dragged from the speaker. "We are have arrived in our lovely Michigan!" My face dropped, what was Michigan and why was I here? I grabbed my bags and I whisked away to a run down hotel. I was home schooled in till fourth grade. That is when we moved, here. I put in school, officially. I was picked on, cause I wasn't as smart as the other kids. My mom told me I had dyslexia. I cried, not as hard as when we left dad, but I cried. Things got better, but not a home. Mom's new husband was a drug dealer and I was often beat. She was happy, that was all that mattered. I remember going to school and me making us lies about my bruises. Like, 'Oh, hehe I fell.' or 'I hit on arm on the coffee table.' Those where lies, but I could bust him. When I sixteen, he kicked me out. Telling me, I was a no good kid. He gave me a couple hundred dollar, to buy an apartment. I bought an apartment and I now hold a steady job as a black market seller and trader.
"crush:: None yet.
relashionship status:: Single
three turn on's:: Sporty, Sexy, Sweet
three turn off's:: Jerk, Nerd, Rude
exes:: "Like I would tell you."
sexual orientation:: Straight, as a pole.
best friend:: -India, -Ali, ---, ---,---
enemies:: Honey, I have to many to count!
"You know, I had a couple boyfriends back in Canada. We bought each other gifts and dreamed of getting married, kid stuff. I never got serious, I was a child when I had a boyfriend. When, I moved I was home schooled. No boyfriend, unless you count that chair that stared at me all the time. When, I moved to New York, where I currently live I didn't have any boyfriends right off the bat. You know a couple of boys had 'little' crushes on me, nothing to serious. As for enemies, I have a lot of them! I pretty much hated by anybody, old people, cops, people at school, animals. See, everybody! As for friends, they are as rare as finding gold in a toilet. I don't the most winning personality. I am lucky to have my five friends. I love my friends, but I do have a love for my haters. They have no life, so they hate on me! I feel so special."
