~We won't cause the pain Of living out their law
Take joy in who you are. We know our wings are flawed
We're bored to death in heaven, And down alone in hell
We only want to be ourselves~
faceclaim: unknown
So this is me...
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~You don't know what I've gone through, so shut up!~
Name: ~Raven Melinoë Grimm~
Nickname: ~Rae~
Gender: ~Female~
Age: ~15 years old~
Birthplace and Date: ~Burlington Vermont, USA. October 31, 1999~
~Hello! So, my name is Raven, but you can call me Rae.... I guess. I am a scorpio, born on October 31, 1998 in Vermont. I am female, if you couldn't guess, at the nice age of fifteen. I guess it's a good age. I don't know.~
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On the outside...
Eyes: ~a deep blue~
Skin: ~pale~
Hair: ~long, slightly wavy, and dark brown with streaks of black~
Build: ~thin, willowy, tall and muscular~
Wardrobe: ~Black jeans, tight band tees, spiked chokers, tall spiked and studded combat boots, band bracelets, punk earrings, and the occasional black beanie.~
~I take after my mother: I am tall, five foot eight to be exact, muscular, and thin(120 lbs). My hair is long and wavy, and though most people think its black, it dark brown. Get it right. I live with this hair. I know. Not you. Anyways... I look like your typical depressed girl, especially for what I wear. I wear most anything punk and emo, but it tends to make people afraid of me. I can't see why. It just helps me show what I really feel without saying it.~
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Digging deeper and deeper...
Personality(4 sentences+): ~Raven is a sweet, kind, and caring person whose judgment can be clouded with guilt and fear. Quiet and rarely ever saying a word, she suffers from severe depression, and a severe anxiety disorder. Because of this, she is never relaxed, and fears everything around her. She likes to skateboard through her neighborhood when she has had a bad day. She writes music in her free time, choosing daily to skip school and write music. Her dream afternoon is spent in the theater singing, acting and playing with lights and sound, or writing her music in bed. Having had four brain injuries, she finds it hard to not be depressed all the time; however, she loves to help people who are suffering, even though when she attempts to interact with people, they are quite rude to her, and even more rude behind her back.~
History: ~Born in a small hospital in Burlington, Vermont, she moved to Morgantown Pennsylvania when she was 5 days old. Living there for five years, she and her family moved to Elverson, PA. Then, on new years day early in the morning, she, her parents and her little brother were hit by a drunk driver when they were on their way home from a party. Suffering from a traumatic brain injury, it was predicted that she would not make it. Like a miracle, she survived, but has never been the same since. For years she has accumulated concussions from various activities, making her physically more fragile. From the head injuries, she has accumulated severe depression and anxiety disorders. Finally, last year she and her family moved down to North Carolina where she lives now.~
Parents & Siblings: ~Reagan Grimm, Laura Grimm, and brother Henry Grimm~
Sexuality: ~bisexual~
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Soul to soul, heart to heart...
Likes: ~Reading books, writing music, being alone, wandering through the woods, being free, helping people~
Instruments played: ~Piano, clarinet, violin, and she sings~
Dislikes: ~bullies, rude people, people who don't like the way they look or are,~
Fears: ~Not being good enough, basically everything and everyone, but mainly, herself.~
Dreams: ~Overcoming her fears, being a world musician~
Other: ~
~Hey!
Whoa oh oh, whoa oh oh oh
We don't belong here,
we don't belong
Whoa oh oh, whoa oh oh oh
We don't belong here!
It's the anthem of the underground
So get back up when they push you down.
We're singing
Whoa oh oh, whoa oh oh oh
We don't belong here, we don't belong
