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>>Alright. Most of you are done, or mostly done. They all look great.Those who are not have indly talked to me about it. I just have one question. Would you guys like to start tonight or tomorrow when I get home?:)

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ｌｅｔ ｍｅ ｉｎｔｒｏｄｕｃｅ ｍｙｓｅｌｆ.
Well hello there, my name is Kac' Rae Dallas Paine, and you can call me Kac', Rae, or even Dallas. When I was born, my dad always wanted his little girl to be named after one of Texas' cities. He thought Dallas, but my momma thought that was too much of a boy name and she wanted Kac' Rae. They soon decided that my middle name would just be Dallas, and my first would be Kac' Rae! When I was younger I didn't like that fact that I had a boy's name for my middle name but being honest, it really can be either. Well at least I think so... But once I turned thirteen I really just loved the name Dallas and wanted everyone to call me that and everyone did except my teachers at school. Ha! Oh well, they're just dumb old teachers that no one really cares for. I now, being seventeen really don't care what others call me, as long as I like it. The majority of my friends call me Dallas because they know I love the name so much, but sometimes they just call me Kac' or Rae. Ya know what I think, names are just overrated! I mean c'mon! What's in a name? Eh no there's always a reason, and I guess a name makes us all equally special. Oh ok and I know what you're thinking... Why would spell their kid's name that weird?! Well, it is pronouced Kaycee or Cacy, but it's just spelled weird. But I like it, it's unique.
ａｇｅ ａｎｄ ｂｉｒｔｈｄａｙ.
Well I am eighteen years old, and I was born on April 11th, 1994. I was born on a actually really stormy day, a lot of damage was made in the city and such. I was also born at midnight, which I find quite weird.
ｏｎ ｔｈｅ ｏｕｔｓｉｄｅ.
Ok so for looks, wow ok this migt be a bit long but I dunno how to describe myself! Well I am 5'7 pretty normal height for girls my age, although, I am a bit short but it's not too noticeable. I weigh at 125 pounds and really I'm not like anerexic or fat, pretty normal with the weight. I work out a lot, but mostly by just dance, and running, or playing with my big old dogs. Now my arms aren't too long or too short, pretty much just where they should be. My chest isn't too big either I wear a 34 C, and I've never been to small with my ches but not too big either. For my skin, I'm not a face that's covered in acne, but I do get a piple every now and then. I mainly got pimples in middle school but now I don't have those issues anymore. And it wasn't that big of a deal anyway. So I'm pretty strong, but not like scary ripped with muscles like some of those body builders. I am SO not a body builder is any way, shape, or form. But I'm not out of shape either so I am just in the right place where I should be. My legs are pretty long, and they make me pretty tall, as well as my torso being pretty long as well. My mom says this is pretty attractive but I just ignore what she says. Other than all of that, this is it! Oh yeah, my eyes! They are hazel, with some dark green in the middle. Oh and also I have four tattoos... Don't judge! One on my wrist in an anchor, I have this little flock of birds on my lower right arm, a quote on my right rib cage. Oh and ha I've got a cross on my right hand. That's it for tattoos! My hair is dark brown, with some natural red in there somewhere... So now, I'm done with my description.
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I am probably one of the most hyper and crazy girls you will ever meet. I love dancing and singing; they are my passion. I also love acting, because it's just so fun to be a different person for awhile. I am very outgoing and will do nearly anything you ask me to do. I'm very open, but like to keep my secrets to myself. When the time comes, you may get to know some thinngs you never thought you would before about me. I like to try new things; no matter what it is. Food, languages, acccents, wow I will try anything! One thing I love about me is that I never give up. Whenever the world seems to be crashing down on me, I never say I can't do this anymore. I always get back up and try again. Sticks and stones may break my bones but words could always hurt me. Yes, I've been bullied mostly all my life, and try to forget. Ya know what is shown on the outside is only the cover of a book, but you have to go through and open the pages... I'd say that if I were a book, I'd be over 700 pages long, and more. Just for all the things I've gone through. I don't hide, but I don't want the world to know everything detail about me. Don't you agree?
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Well If you need to know so much more about me then I might as well tell ya what happened awhile back. I grew up here in town, and life was prety normal actually. But that was just when I was younger. I grew up on the farm in a big ranch with lots of animals, we had horses, sheep, cattles, so many dogs and cats.. Dang we had so much! But when I reached the age of thrirteen I got in a group of girls that I really liked and they seemed to really like me as well. But little did I know they were just big liars and haters that would soon ruin my life. We went to parties together, movies, and did so many things that were so much fun. Later in time I soon got a boyfriend named Austin. He was the sweetest guy I had ever met; we did everything together and had many laughs and cries with ourselves. Life seemed just perfect, until one day I went to a party with my friends and it seemed like it would be just okay. At that party, well lets just say a lot of bad things happened, and I was a part of it. When I was a teenager my older brother Ren abused me in anyway possible. He beat me up, he cursed at me, and did things I don't wish to mention. My mother was always on my side, and my dad was as well but they always drank and got drunk all the time. So I'm not sure if they really care or not. Then things in me changed... When I turned sixteen I got about four tattoos, a nose piercing, lip piercing and belly-button one as well. Life is something that sucks at times but you can make it better by seeing things that can bring yourself up. I then became more and more depressed though, even when I tried keeping my head up. Nothing seemed to "work". I began cutting, smoking, doig, drugs, and drinking... But now I haven't done any of that for awile now... See, I met this guy named Ryan and well, he's changed me a lot... But I just have been doing my own thing lately. Not really having a care in the world. Being eighteen is so fun, because you can drive! And do basically anything! Ok, not everything, but you know what I mean!
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Ok so now for my love life you say? Well I have many ex's... Lets see, my first boyfriend was Austin, who ended up being a total liar and cheater. My second was Griffin, and boy was he someone to keep! But no, he only wanted me for his disires... Now this takes me to Derek, who we really just didn't have much in common and we thought it would be best just to let eachother be. Well for me as of now, I don't really have a crush or anything. Just kinda on my own right now but I do have many guy friends that are just so sweet and amazing. I wouldn't say I've got a crush on them, but they are more like brothers to me. So but if you are wanting to know what I look for in a guy well... I like brown hair and blue eyes, or green eyes, doesn't really matter. I like guys who have a great personality, and don't just want me for their own doings. Someone who will always be by my side, and never leaves me. Yeah, I do like a guy who is pretty muscular, a oh yeah looks matter too! But for the most part the way he acts around me is the main thing. I don't want him to go wandering off with his friends and leave mein the dust. I like doing things that guys do too!

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ｌｅｔ ｍｅ ｉｎｔｒｏｄｕｃｅ ｍｙｓｅｌｆ.
Why hello love, my name is Jai. My full name though is Jai Louis Brooks. The Louis may look like "Lewis" but it's pronounced as "Louie" it's just spelled differently. Oh and Jai is pronouced "Jay" but I think you got that already. So my dad always wanted to call his little boy a name that would be a lot like his. I don't know why, but he thought Jai would be just perfect. I don't complain, I love my name, I mean it's not like a hate it. My mum on the other hand always loved the named Louis, after her dad. So, that's how I got my name, pretty simple actually. I'm orginially from Cheshire, England, but when I turned seven my family had to move into the United States. I still have my British accent, which everyone seems to love. It makes me laugh when people always talk about it, but I like the attention. We moved to Massachusetts, actually Washington, in Massachusetts of course. It was very strange moving at such a young age, but everyone got used to me in school and such. A lot of people liked me and thought it was cool that I was from England. I got a lot of attention from the teachers and kids, but it always felt weird after time.
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Well, I am nineteen and I was born in August. August 19th, 1993. From what my parents have told me, it was a really pretty day outside, then but I was born at three in the mornig. I find that hilarious, I dont really know why though.
ｏｎ ｔｈｅ ｏｕｔｓｉｄｅ.
Well for looks with me, I don't like bragging at all. If you couldn't tell, I'm not a lad who is "in love" with himself. I tend to really not care much for the outward appearance, but of course I do take care of my body, but it's not what I'm always focused on. So well, I am about 6'0 and weigh I'm guessing around 175 pounds which I think is normal. I'm not fat, just the right amount of fat on me though. I do work out, therefore I am pretty muscular. Oh lets see, my eyes are sky blue and I would say they are my favorite feature about me. Having blue eyes was a gift from my mum's side. She has blue eyes, my grandfather has blue eyes, and the majority of my cousins do to. I like them, they really suite me well. Okay so now for my hair I suppose; um well it's brown, naturally and I just give it a little volume and quiff thing everyday to style it. My skin is very clear, and I never had problems with acne ever on my face, but I would get some on my back... I know it's gross but hey, teens all have it! I have tattos as well. As you can see, I have a bird, compass, little skaeboard guy, and "oops" on my right arm. I also have a screw on my ankle, and well I think I have more.. Eh you can find out someday.
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Ok well when you first meet me you will probably think I am one of those guys that is hy and quiet. Well no, after a day or two you will realize that I am one of the craziest people out there. I am always cracking jokes and making people laugh. Which, I get this from my dad; he's always being funny and goofy. I am the goof of my family though, and has always been the class clown in school. I'm popular because of how funny I am and I don't even try to make people laugh sometimes but they just end up on the floor laughing so hard. I think that it's nice laughing, because you just feel free and let go of everything. I love to sing, play piano, and the guitar. I have always been a musical prodegy, I guess you could call me that. Now when people are being bullied or made fun of, all hell breaks loose in me. I am always on the watch for standing up for people because I always can find the right words to say. I try not to be mean but when somebody messes with someone I love, I get well... Upset. Smart is another thing you could call me. Yes I am very clever, but not always smart. I have tricks up my sleeves, and I show that a lot as being known as a trouble-maker. But ya know what! It's fun! But life has been rough though... I haven't had the strength to go another day.. Well with just depression. I was diagnosed with it when I was about thirteen. Now I know what you're thinking, how could such a funny and outgoing guy be depressed? Well I don't even know the answer to that. I am how I am. You could say I'm bi-polar as well, but I wouldn't know why.... But yes, this is me, weather you like me or not.
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My history isn't all that amazing, I guess it is but that's up to you. I was born in raised in Cheshire, as you know already and I moved to Washington DC when I was seven years of age. In school, things were great and fun because I was pretty popular with everyone. But during highschool, things kinda changed I guess. I wasn't the spots type, like I never played "football" as it's called in America and same with basketball. I however do play football, which is known as "soccer" in America. I was the MVP of the team, and wel I am prety great at it. But not being in the other sports made things different, but eh, not that bad. Girls were never a problem with me. I actually was known as a flirt for awhile but I didn't like that title very well. It didn't suite me, it wasn't me at all. That soon changed and things went back to normal. But.. Well, ok things were weird online. I joined Facebook, Instagram, and Twitter. That's where the majority of the bullying started. It was online, and I never thought it would be that bad. But people I didn't even know called me gay, stupid, a c*** and more. I don't like talking about it but it happened. That happened in middle school and I just let go of it later on. But nothing is a problem really now.
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Love. Ah love. It's such a wonderful thing. Not. I have had many troubles with love growning up and I'm not that big of a fan of it. I've tried going out with girls but they all ended up being liars and w*o***. I hate saying that but, I mean c'mon, it's true. If I were to ever be in a relationship again, it would have to last. I never seemed to have luck with a real girl when it came to love and that really sucked because I've always wanted to be in a serious relationship. But it seems like no one is up to the challenge. All the girls go for easy guys, and I am not easy in anyway. I like having fun and doing things that maybe not everyone is used to. But I like being this way, or playing hard to get as you may call it. It's fun for me, and it should be fun for the lass as well. If she and I both aren't having fun in the relationship, then I guess it was never meant to be. My first girlfriend's name was Ellie Dawson. She was American and we were about oh fourteen. I didn't really want to have a relationship anytime before that because I thought it was just plain dumb. But still, fouteen was young, but we could understand "love" a bit more you could say. She was great, and really understood me, but of course it was all an act. Ellie cheated, and I was broken. My first love didn't really love me back, or at least that's what it felt like. So my second girlfriend was Eleanor and we were both almost sixteen when we went out. We were together for about seven months, then when I turned sixteen, she changed me a bit. Or at least, she was trying to. Eleanor was wanting me to do things I didn't want to do that I thought was stupid, and it really was. Again, another fake. I had one last girlfriend in senior year named Alex, and our relationship last about nine months. It was the best relationship I had ever had, and I thought we were gonna go far. But, sadly, she had to move all the way to California, and we couldn't do the long distance relationship thing. It sucked, because I knew, and she didn't want to leave either. We cried, and begged, just wanting to be with eachother for forever... But, it didn't work. Sadly. So but as of now I have no girlfriend, and I don't exactly know if I am in the search for one either. It will take time for my heart to love again, possibly.

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>>Yes! Done! Accepted. So Jai is depressed and bi-polar. Maybe I missed something but i didn't quite see why Kac' was here? And apple cider, I'm going to make an intro post toight an go to bed Tomorrow. I'll give everyone time tomorrow to reply and when I get home, we'll really get it started:) Thanks guys!

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Rough fingers ran through dirty blonde hair as Logan made his way down the sidewalk. He carried both his suitcases and his backpack. Get lite by the Beatards was playing in his headphones. His head moved up and down as he traveled the sidewalk to the main cabin. Music was the only thing that could calm him down right now. He was livid, as usual. He had said goodbye to his father before he came here but couldn’t get the look on his father’s face out of his mind. It was so sad and angry at the same time, he couldn’t imagine how it could be both. He walked through the front door, and made his way to the office, receiving his papers and quickly filling them out. He gave them back without a word. He sat down in the lounge with his suitcases and backpack. His fingers rested on his temple and he shut his eyes, still trying to make out why he was even here. He shook off the idea, coming up with nothing, grabbing his bags, he made his way for the doors.

It was somewhat of a walk to his cabin. Number 3. Everything seemed to be purposefully distanced at this place. He got everything down to a science, looking at every detail and ever leaf, squinting at the sun in the sky. He walked into his cabin and immediately picked a bed where he sat his bags down. He looked around the little house. It was nice.. He quietly unpacked, still listening to the only thing that was keeping him under control right now, music. Once done, he sat and took his headphones out, frowning at the ground, and wondering when things were going to start to get better.. And when dinner was.

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Riley swiped a piece of hair out of her face as she grabbed one of her suitcases from the trunk. Her father grabbed the other one and they made their way to the main office. It was a familiar walk, and one that was done without looking at each other. Her father carried her suitcase with ease, but she struggled with the other one, fumbling here and there. He didn’t help her though, he knew she would snap at him. They came to the office and the head of staff greeted them and gave him the form he had to fill out. It was all so familiar, and dark. He kissed her on the forehead good bye and that was that. Her eyes were dull, like nothing was alive in her, but she wanted so bad for him to look her in the eye and say it’s gonna be ok.

She grabbed her bags, with some help from a staff member, and carried them to cabin 1. All she had to do was look up from the ground to see the mountains around her. The Appalachian’s were so unusually beautiful, it all seemed so unreal. Once the staff member put her things down on one of the beds, she sat at the side and gripped her stomach. ‘It’s all your fault.’ She thought to herself. ‘You’re the reason why I’m here.’ She wanted to let it all go right now but now she was at camp Amani, surveillance watch, staff watching her. She couldn’t do anything she wanted here. She pushed her stuff on the floor, wanting to unpack it later, and laid down on her bed. She looked over at the empty one, wondering who her roommate was gonna be. Her gaze changed to the ceiling. ‘It doesn’t matter, I probably won’t like them anyway.’ She closed her eyes, hoping to get some sleep before this nightmare really started.

[sunny,]

>>bump:) let's get this thing started

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Outfit → This.
Location → Arrived at camp.
With → Myself.
Feeling → Scared.

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I took a deep breath. Here we go. I could feel the pressure already. It was starting to boil inside me. I wasn't good with crowds or even small groups of people. I always felt like the elephant in the room. But i'm not an elephant.. oh well i still felt really awkward around strangers. I brushed my wavy hair out of my face. My brother obviously didn't know what a speed limit was, and my hair always suffered the consequences. Dang you wind, aren't you supposed to be on my side? Wait, why would wind even pick sides? And since when can wind think? Ugh, here i go again. Running my mind a million miles an hour..
When we got to the camp grounds, my brother parked in the perking lot, like a normal person for once! I was kind of shocked for this behavior. It was strange. He always didn't care about parking correctly or where to park. Well, any who, i grabbed my pink with white polka-dots luggage. I had about two suitcases and one bag for make-up I had to com prepared. And i would assume any girl can relate to having more then one suitcase for all of the "necessary" moments will happen, and a girl has got to be ready! Who knows? There might be a zombie Apocalypse tomorrow, and guess who brought their Nerf gun? This girl.
My brother walked in with me and signed papers while i sat down looking around. I wasn't really pleased with this idea. I hate going to places where they think they can help you.. i know they can't. I mean c'mon, being bi-polar AND having ADHD are things you can't treat overtime.. but i guess they can teach me how to act normal without medication.. oh who cares?! This is gunna be a pain in my a-
" Kinsey. Kinsey? The're ready to take you to your dorm." My brother, Daniel, spoke to me.
He knew i zoned out like this all of the time." Huh? What, oh! Yeah.."
I grabbed my suit case and walked with the lady who was my guide around the camp. I looked back at my brother and he gave me two thumbs up with a huge smile. He mouthed i love you and gave him the "cool beans" Sign and mouthed 'i love you too goofball' back. My brother was so goofy. Oh, the cool beans sign is just a thumbs up, but it's funner to call it cool beans. Just saying. Haha.
When we got outside, the view was breath-taking. I felt so tiny around these mountains and trees. I zoned out for a second and came to when the girl snapped her fingers in my face, obviously agrivated. Gosh, she was in a crabby mood. We walked a few more yards before we reached my.. cabin? I thought it'd be like a college dorm place or something.. not a cabin. It feels more like a vacation then a healing facility. But i bet that's just what they want you to think this place it.. just some vacation. But i knew better. The number of my dorm was number 3. Ah! My favorite number! Maybe this place will get better soon.

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Location → Just got to the camp.
With → Myself.
Feeling → P!ssed.

{ яσиαи ƨcσтт ωιℓℓιαмƨ

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I looked at my mom one last time. Why? Was all i could think of. Why send me to this retched place? I was never going to make friends here, or even get remotely better. My Insomnia doesn't concern anyone else BUT me and my mother. Why does she have to get other people in our personal lives? It does nothing but hurt us even more, and sometimes the people around us.. I saw my mom 's eyes start to water, the brim of her eyes collected the salty tears gradually until her left eye gave way, unleashing a stream of tears rolling down her cheek. I gave a quiet sigh, i knew she would over-react to this sort of thing.. but she is my mom, so the best thing to do is comfort her. I leaned over and wiped the tear away, letting the stream collect into a giant drop on my fingertip. I brushed it on my jeans, letting the tears have a final resting place.
" Mom, i'm going to be okay. It's just going to be fore what.. a month or so? I'll be back before you know it."
She smiled, but another tear rolled down her aged face. I wiped it on my shirt this time instead of my jeans and as i did that, my mom made a sort of sigh/yawn. I couldn't tell the difference, honestly. But i would assume it was a sigh, since she just got done being emotional. Painfully, my mom reached for the car door handle, shaking and trembling. I could see she didn't like me leaving her alone, but i had to. She was the one who signed me up for the place. We walked through the doors, and i can already see a girl and her father here signing the poor woman to stay here in this wretched place.
" I'm going to miss you.." She said softly. I can see she was telling the truth.
" I'm going to miss you too." I kissed her forehead.
A lady at the front desk gave my mom some sort of slip and she signed it slowly. Goodness, she acts like she was forced to send me to this camp. It was her idea in the first place! After the form, i assumed it was a form, was signed, my mom turned to me looking at me for the last time. Well, her i go, going to a place where i'll be shunned by other teens. Woo-hoo, oh joy.
" Be safe, kiddo." She said with a painful smile.
" I will, love you."
" Love you too."
We made our separate ways, and i grabbed my suitcase. It was just a plain black, square suitcase. No animal print, no weird grafic designs, just..black. I didn't really mind it being plain, but girls who were majorly desperate commented on some of the pointless things, a few complimented my suitcase.. like really? There is nothing interesting about a suitcase. I mean nothing! Ugh, it drove me crazy.. it still does!
Some weird cheerful girl came over towards me. She offered to take my bags and i refused nicely. I had to have some good manners here. I was raised to have them, so why not use them? She lead me outside, through some short hallway and when she opened the door, these really cool looking mountains appeared to be giants compared to the dense woods below. It was a breath-taking sight. As i looked around, i ran into the girl who was my "guide". She stopped right in front of a cabin with the number 5. It wasn't the best number, but who cares? It was good enough for me. I just needed a dorm to sleep in.

[sunny,]

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[[ just wanted to tell you guys now, i'm leaving today to go on a cruise to the bahamas, and won't be back until next sunday afternoon. sorry! ]]