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name: analiese moore.
age: seventeen, turning eighteen ; born on june fifteenth.
gender: female.
appearance: analiese is five foot, nine inches, fairly tall for her age. she weighs one-hundred eleven pounds. she has reddish-brown hair and she has dark hazel eyes that usually change color depending on the lighting and her mood. the colors range from a dark blue to a hazel. half of her face is almost completely covered in freckles, yet somehow the other side has very few. analiese's eyes are slightly crossed, but she doesn't care. she always wears a pair of glasses exactly like ashton's because she needs them, and really wanted a pair like his.
personality: analiese isn't your typical seventeen year old. she knows she's dying in the inside, due to cancer, yet she keeps a smile on her face and manages to keep everyone happy. before she had ended up in the hospital, she had been there for almost two years now, she was known for her bubbly, happy personality. she was always friendly and was there for anyone. she had been one of those friendly girls that the populars were always jealous of because they were beautiful, and popular and didn't even try. analiese is like one of those, 'i'm here when you need me', kind of girls. she always puts other people's feelings in front of her own. whenever she asks someone, 'what's wrong?', and they reply with a, 'i'm fine.', analiese urges them to tell her, taking on a serious aura that 'shouldn't come from a girl like her', as one of her friends had said.
history: analiese was born in sydney, australia on june fifteenth. she lived there until she was eleven, seeing as her parents had been told by her doctor, that she had cancer. right there is where her life became horrible, to her anyway. she was taken away from her school, her friends, everything, just to leave to the u.s. and without saying goodbye to anyone. honestly, analiese was heartbroken, she wouldn't talk to anyone, not even her own parents. when she turned twelve, she became a human medication bag. she had to visit the hospital twice, every week, just to have blood taken, iv's put in her arm, and medication to enter her system.
this became her life for the next year. she knew her parents were trying all they could for her, but she didn't want to live this way until she died. after a very convincing discussion with her parents and doctor after her thirteenth birthday, she had convinced them to let her go back to australia. she was over-excited to get back to her old life again, but she had to go to the hospital near her every other week. analiese was forgiven by her friends she'd left behind, and even made a few new ones. she couldn't have been happier at that time.
but that all had to change after she turned sixteen. fate decided to come back and bite her in the butt. she ended up being rushed back over to the u.s. and she's lived in the hospital for almost two years straight. most of her friends had come all the way from australia to the u.s. to make sure she was alright. she managed to convince her friends that she was okay and they left a few days after, leaving her alone yet again.
it's been almost two years since she's been in the same hospital room. her birthday is just around the corner and she's turning eighteen. she's been suspicious of her parents because they seem to be hiding something from her. she made no move to figure out what it was though. maybe they'd tell her soon enough.
like: playing the drums and guitar, along with singing, drawing, reading, and writing. she absolutely loves 5 seconds of summer, ashton being her favorite out of the aussie boys. her favorite song by them would either be 'gotta get out' or 'heartbreak girl'.
dislikes: back-stabbers, letting people down, lying to the people close to her, funny seeing as her dying body has a smile plastered on her face keeping the dying, broken girl, from coming out.
fears: water, being alone, the dark, losing against cancer and dying, leaving everyone behind.
crush: ashton. [ i mean, who wouldn't. x3 ]
boyfriend: no one, she doubts that having a relationship would be good for they person she was dating, seeing as she's dying.
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