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➳ Kyle Xander Bree
➳ Male
➳ 19 years
➳ Bi-Sexual
➳ 6"1
➳ 157 lbs
➳ Black hair
➳ Sky blue eyes
➳ Slight muscles
➳ Voice - Christopher Drew➳ Slight Anxiety & Depression
➳ Pet dog Kade -
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Observative
Good Listener
Intelligent
Calm
Deep Thinker
Very Caring
Empathetic
Thoughtful
Respectful
Responsible
Understanding
Anti-Social
Quiet
Monotonous
Cold-Hearted/Toned
Loner
Anxious
Somewhat Paranoid
Easily Worried
Hides Emotions
Acts Disconcerned
Enjoys Teasing Others●●●●●●●●●
SilencexxxxxAnimals
ReadingxxxxxWriting
SupernaturalxxxxxPizza
CalmnessxxxxxCemeteries
Being Alone
Total DarknessxxxxxMice
Anxiety AttacksxxxxxTalking
PeoplexxxxxToo Much Emotions
HeightsxxxxxCrying
His family
xxxxx★//☆//★//☆//★//☆Born in the United Kingdom, Kyle Xander Bree was sent to the U.S. when he was twelve, although his accent very rarely shows as he worked hard at erasing it. Originally from Liverpool, his mother was a prostitute. She had no interest in keeping her child, and so his grandmother was the one who took him in instead. Although she was nice enough, his grandmother was also an alcoholic, and so would often forget to check up on him or make sure he was okay. He'd often hurt himself climbing up on things or playing with objects he should have no access to.
When Xander was nine social services came and took him for awhile, holding him in house with other children until they could deem his family fit enough to care for him. Eventually, it was his aunt and uncle who came and got him.
His aunt and uncle had seven children of their own, and so with eight kids in the house it was chaotic. Zander shared a room with four of the other boys, actually having to share the bed itself with one of them as there were only two beds in the room. The other three had the second one. They were rather poor, and life was difficult and quite hectic. It didn't help that, like his grandmother, his uncle was also an alcoholic and his aunt was more often than not too exhausted to care much what they did. If they misbehaved then they were either yelled at or slapped, although never disciplined beyond that.
At age eleven Xaner went to juvenile prison for stealing and assault and was there for around two months before released again back to his aunt and uncle who began to treat him worse than before, calling him a delinquent and saying he was a bad influence on the other children. A year later he was removed from their custody and sent to America to live with a distant cousin and her husband. He's been living with them since, although they really speak with one another. Rarely does he even see them, although he doesn't much mind. He'd honestly rather not have to see anyone if it were possible.
Because of his constant jumping around and the lack of ever having someone who really cared about him, Xander is rather cold hearted and distant, never really connecting with others. Some would even say he has a fear of getting close to people because of his past. Maybe one day he can find someone who will truly care for him and break down that she'll, but until then, it's an icy wall.