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- xxname travis lee
xxage twenty-four
xxgender male
xxsexuality heterosexual
- xxnickname trav, travo, yoop
xxbirthday november 5
xxzodiac scorpio
xxtalent hyperthymesia
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- xx+ trait enthusiastic
xx- trait negligent
xx+ habit travis will
always make sure that
a few times a month he
stops at the nursery home
to visit the elderly.
xx- habit has a strong
addiction to chewing
his nails.
- xxquirks won't
step on cracks in sidewalks.
xxhobbies adult coloring
books.
xxlike fishing,
outdoors, snow, cool ranch
doritos, monster, fruit cake
xxdislike hot weather,
unappreciative people, being
used, chocolate, pink
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- Meet Travis. He's originated from the upper parts of Michigan, and
has quite the reputation of being a troublemaker and a partier. He's
been known as being quite the friendly person, but certainly isn't
afraid to get into a fight. He has gotten into a few tumbles in his day
as he often times can take things the wrong way was easily and his
temper wasn't too difficult to snap. However, this is just a glimpse
into Travis's younger self. As he's gotten older he's become a bit more
reserved with going out to parties and getting into the occasional brawl.
Although there are many, many stories to tell about this viscet, there
is one talent of Travis's that has either caused others grief or happiness.
This talent is called hyperthymesia. What is hyperthymesia you ask?
Well, hyperthymesia is the fancy and technical term for someone that
has a very good memory. I don't mean that they can remember certain
things in great detail, no. What I mean is that Travis can remember
everything he's seen, heard, tasted in great detail. Everything. No,
he cannot remember his birth. This all seemed to have started when
he was a year to two years of age.
- Sounds awesome, right?! He can remember everything in great detail, therefore he can remember every single good thing that's every happened to him. Awesome! How cool! Right? Well, let's ask Travis about what he personally thinks of his talent. Travis?
"You want to know what I think about my ability to remember every little detail that's ever happened? Gee, I may love the cold, but you're the crazy one here. Having, what the big intelligent guys call...hyper...hyper something. I don't remember the specific name of it. Anyway, it can be a blessing and a curse. You see, I had quite the crazy life growing up. I hated my father, I loved my mom, cherished my younger half-sister, and saw my grandparents as my main parenting figures. I learned many great and important lessons from them. They never really went easy on me. If I were ever in trouble, my grandfather would send me out into the woods to cut a stick. That stick would be what he'd use to spank me with. I quickly learned from that lesson. I became extremely close with my grandma, because my mom would always just drop me off there, and whenever her and I got into an argument, I would always run to either my uncle's house or my grandparent's house to cool down. As I got older those cool-down days became longer and longer, not because I needed to cool down still, I just didn't want to go home.
Sorry, you asked me about my...talent, not my history. Anyway, It's a blessing because as a teenager I partied...a lot. I was very popular in school and among others in the community. I was the football, hockey, basketball, and track star. It was a small town and I just loved the rush I'd get from every single game. Those memories are nice to remember. Gosh are they amazing to remember. My buddies and I would do some pretty crazy and stupid things. I miss them. It's been a few years since I've seen anyone besides my half-sister. So those memories are great to remember, but also kind of hurt.
Now, this is also a curse! I've had...well a lot of harsh times. My father was a drunk. The last time I saw him, he was...well he had one too many drinks and I was on the wrong end of a shotgun. Obviously I didn't get shot or else I wouldn't be here to tell you this story now would I? That was the last time I ever saw my father. I hate him. I hate him so much. Another few memories that hit me right in the core is when I was nine my grandfather died. He was my best friend when I was younger. I had so much respect for him, and then one day he's just...gone. I think the memory that haunts my dreams is the last time I saw my mom...She was seeing someone behind my step father's back, and got into some pretty bad things. Her and I got into a very heated argument about it....Those words...I wish I could just take those words back and replace them with something else. Those words haunt me night and day. Those words? Those words were... "I'd like to see you live without me." I left the house and went to my uncle's house to stay for a while, to cool down, like any other time. Three days later...three days later I was told that my mom had died. I was seventeen years old. Seventeen years old and my mother died because of those things she had gotten into. If I could just take those words back, I would in a heartbeat. That memory disturbs my sleep, causes to me wake up and cry. I hate being able to remember everything so clearly. It makes this memory a thousand times worse. Sometimes I wish I could just forget...but because of my stupid talent I can't...
Well, there. now you know why I find this to be such...such a blessing, but more so a curse. It's a curse more than anything."