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Hello there, My name is Alex. Alex James.Yes i know Alex is a boys name i dont need to be told. I dont have a middle name. As my parents thought it was best not to. My first name comes from .. Umm I dont really know. I guess they just got it from a girls book of names or something. And my last name. Well that runs in the family and you cant really mess with that. I am Just become 17 years of age so i was born on the 21st of October 1996. And obviously i am a girl. Please tell me, you noticed i am a girl. I dont really want to have to tell you all the details. I have long brown hair, that is usually straightened. Even though it is already straight but i just like it straighter. Lots of people say i have lovely hair but i know i really dont. I am straight. Sorry girls but i prefer the boys. I have no problem with people who like the same gender. Its just not me. My eyes are a mix between blue and green. I think it depends what mood im in. They kind of change. But only a little. Not like one day there blue and one day there green. But they kind of merge colors. At the moment i have no tattoos. And i dont really want any. As they make some girls look tatty. And it is sometimes harder to get a job with tattoos on show. Although i do have 2 piercings. I have both my ear lobes pierced and i have my belly button done as well. My personality isn't great but it inst normal. Umm well, i can be cheeky. Like back chat or being flirty. I like flirting i like to tease people. Or try to make them think that i am happy with who i am. Which im not by the way. Well, i have been told that i am funny. And make people laugh. Which is a good thing right? I like to make people smile and laugh. Its nice to see them happy when maybe there feeling blue. I can also speak my mind. say what i feel. Which sometimes doesn't go to well. I try to say nice things, but when something comes into my mind i literally just say it. But the truth hurts bub. I can also be quiet when i want to be. I usually just take myself away from things and go to the forest. And sit under my favorite tree. It a big oak tree to be exact. I like to bring my pad with me and write down all my thoughts. Which i hope nobody ever finds and reads it. I can sometimes be a very depressed child and very bad tempered.My parents recon i have something wrong with me as i am always falling out with them. They sometimes even talk about sending me to a child's home. But im sure they wouldn't do that right?? Well by then i'll be looking for my own home.Well my History is just a lode of poop. And i dont know why you would have any interest in it. Well *Cough* I was born in London. The ol' town. It was scary growing up. London was a big and wasn't overly well protected. There was all sorts of criminal's around. And i wasn't aloud out of the house alone until i was 14. Cause apparently it was to dangerous. Well, i obviously didn't think so as i was young and just wanted to play outside, with my friends. When i used to get home from school with my mum. I used to go straight upstairs and do any home work i needed to do. And then i wouldn't be able to comedown stairs for the night apart form tea time. I didn't have a very nice life. I basically just lived upstairs and got shouted at. And my dad was always at work and i never saw him. Just heard him shout at my mum nearly every night. I guess my dad didn't get in till about midnight. When i should of been asleep. But really i was just waiting for him to come home so i could listen to there arguments. To see what was wrong. They were pathetic arguments. Ones that weren't even worth having. Like about work, and how much food was costing. And sometimes they were about me. Not like they knew anything about me. As they didn't spend any time with me. I only saw my mum once in the morning and then once in the afternoon. To take me to school and then drop me off. That was it. Thats how much time i saw my family. Pretty sad to be honest. My mother worked as a school teacher. But in a different school that i went to. I think that showed that she really didn't like me. And my dad worked down at the train station. When i had become the age of 14. And i was aloud of the house with my mates. I would go out as much as i could instead of being stuck at home doing nothing. I met this boy. His name was Connor. And he was one year older than i had been. And we had become real close friends. And we did most things together. I dont think he knew, but i did have other feelings for him. I loved him. As well as being his friend. I dont think he ever loved me though. But i guess i will never know. When i had turned 17 he was coming over to take me out. And my parents wouldn't of done anything for me. But on the way over, he had been caught in a car crash. And he had passed away. I didn't go out that day. And i didn't go out for another week that followed that. I missed him so much. And i dressed up as pretty as i could for his funeral. I even wrote him a poem. That i tucked inside of his jacket as i walked past his open coffin. After that, i never really found another close friend as i didn't want to loose him or her, like i had Connor. I wear a neck less that he had given me on my 16th birthday. And i wear it every day, without fail. Ever since his death. I have kind of changed and have always kept myself to myself. I miss him lodes and i wish he was here to this day. Anyway, that was me. Who are you?
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