I ran away..and i wont go back..

[newton092307c]

{{I'm flower's sister... I will post my forms soon. I'll try to get them up tonight...

[newton092307c]

NAME ↪
"How can I trust you? How do I know you're not with them? You know, I don't think I trust you enough to give you my full name... It's my name... For me to know; not you. If you want, you can call me Kye. It's was a nickname I had back in middle school. It just sorta stuck." As you can already tell, Chrystal has trust issues. Her full name is Chrystal Rene Dawlson. Her dad usually calls her nutter butter. "Why do you want to know anyway? It ain't none of your beeswax. Stick to your own hive. I didn't ask you what your name was. I don't even care what your name is. I just want you and your stupid questions to leave me and my life alone." The name Chrystal means 'independent' or 'silent one' both of these things are true up Chrystal. She is very independent and doesn't talk much. When she does talk, though, it's best to just give her some space.


AGE ↪ "Again, why are you so nosy? It's my life... For all I know, you could be recording this conversation so when I give you all my information, you can track me down whenever for whatever. If you really think you're going to weasel it out of me, you can keep going, but you're wasting your breath. If this helps, I'm x+y years old." Kye is sixteen. Her birthday is February sixteenth. Yes, two days after Valentine's Day.

GENDER ↪ "Wow. Now I know for sure that you're one of two things. One, an oxymoron. Two, an idiot. "

PERSONALITY ↪ Crystal is a very... Interesting person. She is almost always sarcastic. She sometimes acts as if no one else has feelings. Se can be harsh and careless. She has a really short temper and can very easily be thrown into a relentless rage. She has really intense trust issues. Kye, if she gets mad enough, will sometimes not eat, drink, talk, sometimes she'll give the appearance of having disappeared for days, whatever it is, if it gives the appearance of being exceedingly infuriated, she'll do it. She is offended easily. Chrystal is quick to put someone on her enemies list; once you're on it, you don't exist to her. Best word to describe her: Rebellious. Against all odds, Kye has another side. She can be sweet, trustworthy, caring, and always willing to listen to someone else's problems. She's almost a completely different person. This person is loyal and calm. Very few people get to meet this side of Chrystal, but those who do experience a true friend. She rarely comes out of her shell.

HISTORY ↪ When Chrystal was born, she had RSV. She had it for almost a month; the doctors didn't think she'd make it; but she did. Four years later, her mom got pregnant again. "Mommy... Why are you so fat?" The little girl looked up to her mother as she rubbed the large bulge on her stomach. "It's a little baby brother." Her mother said, smiling. "There's a baby in there?" Chrystal asked, confused. "Yes, sweetie." Emily (mother) answered her little girl. "Well, why doesn't he come out so I can play?" Kye was again confused. She wanted someone to play with. "He's too little to play." She smiled. "Come on, nutter butter. Time for bed." Chrystal's dad came in. He picked her up. She laid her head on his shoulder and fell asleep within seconds. He walked to her bedroom and laid her down in her bed. He walked to the door. "Good night pumpkin." He spoke quietly, not wanting to wake her up. That night, Emily had her baby. He was stillborn. The next morning, Chrystal's eyes fluttered open. She saw the light beaming through the window. She hurled the covers off her bed and ran into her parent's room. Every morning, she ran into their room; just to make sure mommy's tummy was big. This morning, it wasn't. "Where did it go?" The confused little girl asked as she rubbed her mommy's tummy. "It's gone, punkin." Mommy said, a tear streaming down her face. "Where did it go?" Chrystal was rally confused and maybe a little frustrated. "Let's leave mommy alone, nutter butter." Her daddy said, picking her up and taking her into the kitchen. He sat her on the table and he sat on a chair. "The big bulge is gone and the baby brother is not going to come." He tried to explain in the calmest possible way. "Where did it go?" The little girl wanted answers. "I'll talk to you about it some other time." Dan said. He smiled tightly; there was pain in his face. He picked her up and set her down on the floor. "Why don't you make yourself some breakfast." He got

up and walked into their bedroom. Chrystal stood there, wondering what happened to her happy, playful daddy. Ten years later, Chrystal sat in the waiting room of one of the best hospitals in the nation. She was all alone. Her dad was in a room with her mom... Who was being treated for skin cancer. There were several people around her, but she was all alone. She had never been more alone. Her mom was dying, her dad didn't really care about her, all he wanted to do was sit next to her mom. She pulled her phone out of her pocket. No new texts. The man beside her looked over at her. "So why are you here?" The big black man smiled. "My mom's gonna die." She said simply. "Anything else you need to know?" She said with an attitude. "Oh. Well, I'm very sorry to hear that." The man looked at her in sympathy. Just then, the man at the counter said "Mr. Ferson, your daughter is ready to be visited." The man got up quickly and turned around to face Chrystal. "Have a nice day. I'll be praying for your mother." He turned back around and walked away. Once he left, Chrystal gave a look of disgust and picked up a magazine. Chrystal waited for hours until it was time for them to go home. Her dad had said they would leave by 7:00. It was now 9:37. She was getting concerned; but she daren't interrupt them. Her dad would just shoo her out. By this time, she had read every single magazine front to back, braided and unbraided all of her hair, re-laced her shoes, and her phone battery had died. She was now just sitting, doing nothing. About five more minutes passed of her just sitting there, doing absolutely nothing. Then she saw her dad walk out of her mom's room. Chrystal stood up. Dan's face was wet. "Come on. It's time to go home." He said quietly. "No..." She whispered and shook her head. "No! No no no!!" She screamed. Tears streamed down her face. She ran to her dad and buried her face in his chest. She stood there,

sobbing. "I think it's time we go home." Her dad whispered in her ear. Kye pulled away. She walked over to where she was sitting and picked her purse up. She looked back at her dad and began walking to the door. Chrystal pushed her was through the rotation door and walked out into the parking lot. She found her dad's little blue truck and hopped in the passenger side, slamming the door. A few minutes later, when her dad joined her... He hopped in and closed the door. He sat in the seat for a few seconds. "Put the keys in the ignition, dad." Chrystal sassed. Dan looked her in the eyes. "There was nothing the doctors could do..." He began. Kye was unamused. "Dad. I don't want to talk about it." She turned her attention to the rain beginning to fall outside her window. "Honey..." "No, dad! I don't want to talk about it. I want to go home. Now." She yelled. Her dad put the keys in the ignition and drove off. The rest of the ride was silent. When they got home, Chrystal kicked her flats off at the door and ran up to her room. She slammed the door, dropped her purse and face planted into her bed. She sobbed herself to sleep. Her dad began drinking and going to bars. He got to the point where he was almost never home. And even less often, sober. He would come home and more often then not, abuse Chrystal. She had many more emotional scars than physical, but the physical ones were there. This went on for about a year and a half. Until one night... Her dad got home. He was drunk. Not a surprise. Chrystal hurried to her room as soon as she heard the door begin to unlock. She closed and locked the door. I can't take it anymore... She thought. I can't do this. I just can't do this.

Chrystal grabbed her suitcase out of her closet. She also got her back pack. She began putting everything she had that was worth anything to her in these two bags. Clothes, pictures of her mom, jacket, laptop, socks, shoes, everything. She took both the sheets off her bed and tied them together. She then tied one end to her bed frame. She threw the other end out the window. Chrystal walked over to the window with her bags. She looked once over her bedroom, then grabbed her sheets and began climbing down the side of the house. She was about to face the world. Chrystal never went back home; she's been a street kid since that day. About five months.

LOVE ↪ "First of all, I only like guys; but I don't think I'm ready for a relationship yet. Never been in one, don't know who in the world would like a jerk like me... I've said too much..."

ANYTHING ELSE? ↪ "Just leave. I want to be alone. " As you walk away, you notice she has this tattoo on her wrist.

WHERE DID YOU RUN AWAY FROM ↪ "Home, stupid."

NAME ↪
"The name's Adrian. Adrian Everest." Th young boy smiles as he holds a hand out to shake yours. The name means "Rich" either in personality or in looks. It can also mean "Dark" Adrian isn't dark though. He has a light, happy go lucky nature to him. Regardless of his past.


AGE ↪ "I turned four a few months ago. Yep. I'm one of those rare, leap year kids. My birthday is Feburary twenty-ninth. Technically, I'm eighteen... So... Yea."

GENDER ↪ "Well, there goes the human race. Lets just say this; if I were a lion, I'd have a mane."

PERSONALITY ↪ Adrian is a pretty happy-go-lucky kind of guy. He's rarely down, or upset. He's a generally adventurous and outgoing person. He is almost always playful, but can be down-to-earth and willing to listen. He's rarely frustrated, and even if he is, he tries to keep it inside. He tends to sort of stay away from people for a while.
HISTORY ↪ Adrian's parents were never married. In fact, they barely knew each other. They met one night at a bar, had some fun, and never saw each other again. About a month later, Samantha (his mom) found out she was pregnant. When he was seven, his mom started going out with a man named Carson. One night, he came to their house. He and Samantha went into her room. They were in there for hours. When they did come out, they were both finishing putting their shirts on. Adrian did't know what they did in there, but he did know it wasn't good. Carson was never seen again. In about six weeks, Samantha found out she was pregnant again. But this time, she didn't go through with the pregnancy. The very next day she went to the doctor and *b*rt*d the baby. By the time Adrian was fourteen, the fact of not having a father was beginning to take a toll on him. His mom was dating another guy named George. He hated Adrian. All he wanted was Samantha. One night, after George left,Adrian walked up to his mom's door. He quietly knocked on it. She opened the door and let him in. "What is it, sweetie?" The loving mother asked. "Who is my father?" Adrian replied sternly. "What?" Samantha was confused now. "Who is my father?" He said again, more stern this time. "Honey, are you feeling okay?" She asked, then put her hand on his forehead as if to feel his temperature. "I'm fine." He pushed her arm away. "Who is my father?!" He demanded. "I need to know!" He began yelling. "You know what, I don't care about him anymore... I don't even really care about you anymore. All you care about is George and all he cares about is you!! There's no reason for me to enter the picture!!" Adrian yelled then stormed out before his mother could say another word. He stuffed an extra outfit into his back pack, but his shoes on and jogged downstairs. He left the house that night, not sure of where he was going or how he would get there... He didn't care where it was. He just didn't want to be at her house.

LOVE ↪ "I'm straight... I like girls with spunk, but a calm atmosphere would be nice too."

ANYTHING ELSE? ↪ "No, not really..."

WHERE DID YOU RUN AWAY FROM ↪ "Samantha... George... What I thought was home..."

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[newton092307c]

{{Yay! How many people do you need before we start?}}

[margo.]

can i do my own forum??]

[ruethefangirl]

(Yes,you can use your own form.Lol and i get impationt,so i usually start after about 3 or 4 people join.We`ll probly start soon)

[Flower446 & ST]

{Yay! I can't wait until we start!}

[margo.]

i'm going to make a forum soon.]

[ruethefangirl]

(Lol,i can`t wait either.And okayz)

[newton092307c]

{{Are we gonna wait for Rainbow<3 to post before we start?"