Post by rdevin9 on Dec 8, 2010 1:55:39 GMT -6
“Well, tell me a little about yourself. What’s your name?”
Eh? Oh! Yeah! I’m Amira Terinawa~ Most people call me Ami though, so I’d really prefer that. It’s cuter! Some of my friends back home have taken to calling me Angel sometimes too. I dunno why. Not anymore really, because I don’t really see them since all this stuff happened. But yeah, Angel works, Ami works. Amira even, if you really want. I’m not really that specific. I usually call myself Ami, but I don’t mind what other people use. I have had so many names that it seems weird to decide. What if someone wants to give me a new name? I wouldn’t stop them. So I don’t really care. Call me what you want on that sheet of yours.
“Next question, how’s school?”
I went to this little private school. In New York? That’s where we moved after my mama married my stepdad. He didn’t like Japan. So, I learned English and everything. I liked it there. Lotsa clubs, and some really good friends for Ami! I mean, me. I get really good grades. A’s, mostly. Mama was real proud. I worked hard to do well in school. It didn’t come so easy at first, since I wasn’t so good at English. I turned in a couple essays in Japanese, and they had to have this one teacher translate. But Ami did well! Once I got better at English I was fine. And math didn’t really change, just the names of the numbers. I was good at school. It was hard sometimes, but I would always try hard to make Mama proud. And I’d send daddy a copy of my report card, so I wanted him to be proud of me too.
“What did you do when you weren’t in school?”
Hm… lemme think…Well, there was this cute little arcade I would go hang out in after school, and this little cake shop that was good. They almost went out of business, but their competitor got burned down in this freak fire. So weird, nne? Lucky though, since that shop was just sooo good. They had the best chocolate tart, and some really yummy little cream cakes. Only once in a while though, cuz they’re fattening! And I was in fencing club, and the historical society. And this park! There was this park near my house that I remember going to a lot. I would sit on the swings and just think. Pretend I could fly, you know. Joke about escaping. Not that I had much to escape from, of course! I have a nice life. House with Mama and Lily and Stepfather, before he died. So sad, you know. I wonder what became of that park… I feel like I haven’t seen it in a long time…
“Tell me about your friends and family. How are your relationships with them?”
I was really close with this girl Marina, she was nice. And this one Danielle, and Cassidy. Oh, and Sasha. Marina was funny, but not always nice. Danielle, or Dani as we called her was sweet, very sweet, but didn’t always understand things. Cassidy was my favorite. She understood everything. So nice, Cassidy. Always so nice and she got what Ami meant, you know? Sasha… Sasha I wasn’t so close with. We hung out because of mutual friends. I didn’t know her so well.
I had mainly female friends. You know, I’m kinda scared of boys. My real daddy’s back in Japan… I haven’t seen him recently. And then stepfather. Stepfather… stepfather is… Nevermind! My mama is named Kanako, and she’s really great. Worked real hard until she married stepfather, and really liked her job too. But he said she shouldn’t work anymore, so she stayed home and cooked. She made a really good hotpot though! I have a little sister, named Lily, who was my mama and stepfather’s child. She’s around nine now. I like Lily. Ridiculous name though, nani? Imagine being named after a flower! The pressure to be pretty and dainty! I couldn’t take it, no, no. And then… there was stepfather always in that house. Big man. Too strong for his own good, I always thought. So sad how he died though. Mama was sad, Lily was sad, Ami herself was sad of course. I mean, why wouldn’t I be? He… he was nice to Mama, most of the time. Scary when he got angry. But he bought Mama pretty things. And Ami… he was nice to Ami too. During the day…Only during the day… Hm? Oh, sorry, I zoned out. What was I saying again?
“Well we know about your friends and family, but what do you think about yourself? Describe yourself to me.”
Erm… Well, Ami is smart. I get good grades, and I’m pretty good athletically. Not super strong, but I can throw things hard, which is good for softball, and I’m a fencer. Short though! Always so very short! I’m five feet and two inches, and I don’t know if I plan to grow anymore. Of course, being this short can be good too. People always underestimate you! Then, when you beat them up, they look so confused. Just kidding! I would never beat up anyone, of course. I have black hair, straight, and… long or no? Not short, not long really. Medium? I have dark eyes. I’m pretty, in case you couldn’t tell. Hehe, just kidding! Ami isn’t that vain. I like to look cute, but I don’t really try too hard or anything. I wear pretty clothes. Blue, a lot, light blue. Pink is too… too pink. Mleh. But I like red, and blue, and purple. Lotsa colors.
There was this therapist, Mrs. Johnson she was called, who I really liked, but she was always making up lies, but she said Ami is disturbed by past grievances. Don’t listen to her. There’s nothing for me to be disturbed by. If you want an evaluation of my mental state, just ask me. I’ll tell you what I think, and that is that I’m A-OK! Of course! I’m nice too. Good with kittens, and little kids. Lily… I wonder how Lily is? I really miss her. Mrs. Johnson, she said I couldn’t see Lily much anymore. Mama said no. Why, I wonder? Why keep me from Lily? I really love her. Mrs. Johnson also told me I did all these horrible things. Explained it as another Ami inside of me, and says she actually comes out during our sessions sometimes. That can’t be true. There is only one Ami, and that is me, and no matter what Mrs. Johnson says about there being a violent Ami in me, I know it’s not true. I’m no demon. No one actually told me I was, but how else do you describe another violent self? Mrs. Johnson says this other Ami comes out more than I even realize, and that I don’t remember because I don’t want to. Mrs. Johnson is wrong. There’s no such thing.
“Have you had any trouble with the law?”
Hm…Well, you see, this is hard to explain. Ami was blamed for some things that weren’t her fault! You know that rival cake shop I mentioned? They said Ami burnt it down! They also said Ami started a fire in the chem lab at school. I never liked chemistry, because the teacher… the teacher was mean. Reminded me of stepfather. But I never set his lab on fire! Luckily, no one was hurt. Thank god! Then there would’ve been hurt people, AND Ami would’ve been blamed for more! I do not need that kind of trouble! They said I did other things too. Keying a car, and upturning a classroom, and stealing something from Marina’s house. A necklace. It was pretty, but so not Ami’s style. There was this little thing though, called “complete and utter lack of evidence” which kept Ami out of jail. But the reason I’m here… They said I killed stepfather. I can’t believe that. I wouldn’t… I mean, how would I be capable of… I don’t remember anything like that. Plus, stepfather was killed by a fencing trophy falling off the shelf in my room and hitting him on the head really hard! Wasn’t he? He was hit with a fencing trophy! My first place! My only first place! All covered in blood! I was asleep, I woke up to find him there… and then it fell and hit him! It must’ve… I… I-I…I don’t remember! I don’t remember anything!
“Why did you do it?”
I didn’t! I would remember if I did! Ami is a good girl. Not a delinquent, right? Why am I even here? I mean, sure. I didn’t want the cake shop to go out of business, because think of those chocolate tarts! And Cassidy’s mother was in charge… and she was so depressed… that other shop was killing her. Made her sick. And yeah, the necklace was pretty and Marina had possibly made a really insensitive joke, and I hated the chemistry teacher because… the way he looked at me… ugh. And that car… that car… it was stepfathers? I think that’s what they said. So… maybe I willed these things to happen? Maybe I did it because there was nothing else to do? Nowhere else for all this… all these feelings to go? But that’s a moot point, because I didn’t do it. Hear me? Moot!
“What is the worst thing you’ve done?”
Easy! I cheated on a test in 9th grade. It was a really important one… and stepfather said he would punish me if I didn’t get a perfect score. He punished me anyway… but for that moment, I thought I could escape! So I had to! It wasn’t Ami’s fault, really. Tina left her paper all open, not hiding it at all. I did most of it by myself, I swear. Just a little, just a teeny bit. Even if it was wrong, I stand by it. Desperation can make a girl do some pretty crazy things, you know? Sometimes… we can just lose it. And then we do weird things. Like PMSing! That’s why boys are so lucky. I mean, being a girl is so, so fun, but we are… how you say… uncontrollable? Untamed? Something like that I think. My English is pretty good by now, but sadly not perfect.
"What the thing you're most proud of?"
Always standing by my friends. It’s a good quality. Like when Cassidy’s mom’s store was going out of business, I knew I had to do something! So I rallied my friends! And we had a fund raiser. Unfortunately, it didn’t raise as much money as we wanted. Lucky about that accident then, huh? But it did help, I think, for her to see that so many people were committed to helping her. Down with corporate machinery! And…when Marina was being bullied in 9th grade, I was the one that outed Tina to the teacher! Right after I cheated off her on that test…I always try to help! It’s wrong to not help your friends. And then, is it so wrong to assume that when Ami needs help, and when Ami cries out, that there will be someone there for her? Not like Marina, who made that stupid joke. Cassidy, Cassidy was there. Cassidy’s mother too. She could tell something was wrong. If stepfather hadn’t died first, I probably would’ve told her… about something. It’s hazy what it was though. I don’t quite remember. There was something…
"Got any vices?"
Bad habits? Well, I’m sure everyone does… Well, Ami bites her nails. See? They’re ragged nubs! And sometimes I get so angry that I just can’t control myself. Not that often though! Just a little. You know, sometimes you just snap and see red. I don’t think I’ve ever done anything so horrible when I was like that though. Hm… I’m not a drinker really, though I’ll partake in sake once in a while. I like caffeine a lot. Other than that… Ah! Ami is a bit of a neat freak. I can’t help straightening up! Is it my fault that I like things neat and tidy? My room is kept neat, and everything has its place. My shelves aren’t even crowded, which is why it was such a shock when my trophy fell on stepfather.
“If you could change one thing about your life what would it be?”
One thing? Hard, so hard! Maybe… Mama and Daddy would’ve stayed together. That other girl, that teacher one, she not so pretty. Mama is prettier. Daddy should’ve stayed with her, should not have left Ami- I mean, Mama behind. Shouldn’t have left us. Ah! But then I wouldn’t have had Lily. Though I guess I wouldn’t have known either. She simply wouldn’t exist. I love Lily, but I couldn’t miss her if I never knew her. And then Mama would’ve never married stepfather, and he wouldn’t have died, and Ami wouldn’t have been blamed and sent here! All those doctors, and psychologists, and therapists, poking and prodding at Ami would’ve never happened. I could’ve gone on living my normal, happy life in Japan. All my friends, Kimi, and Kyoko, and Aki. All together. I wouldn’t have known Cassidy, but if my life had been different, maybe I wouldn’t have needed her as much. And maybe Cassidy’s mama’s store could’ve survived even without Ami? After all, that fire was not Ami’s fault. It would’ve worked out anyway.
“What act got you sent here and who recommended it?”
They said it was for killing stepfather. Then they said they got more evidence on the fires. Arson, they said. Arson, manslaughter. Possible theft. Vandalism. Mrs. Johnson, she not so bad after all. She told me she sympathized, said she didn’t know how she would’ve took it for as long as I did. Said I was strong. She would’ve done the same thing. A justifiable crime, she said. Not condemnable, still deserved punishment, but understandable. And she said that in my “mental state”, which is silly since Ami is fine, I didn’t deserve to be tried as an adult or sent to normal prison. Because of circumstance, she said. So Mrs. Johnson put me here. I’m grateful to her, though she still is kinda silly for making up all those things about Ami’s brain, which everyone I know will tell you works just fine, thank you. It’s a very good brain.
“Do you deserve to be here?”
No! I didn’t do anything! Of course, who believes Ami? No one, that’s who. And no, that is not a person. Check the phonebook. Or maybe it is, but Ami doesn’t know them. Who can be sure these days, when people name their children after flowers? Anyway, I really shouldn’t be here, but I’m glad at least I avoided prison. That would be bad! I do not want prison on my record! That would ruin everything forever, probably. You do not hear good things about prison, no, only yucky things. And the other women would be scary. And much stronger than me, probably. Even with my fencing strength, I do not lift weights! Another reason why I couldn’t have killed stepfather! They said I bashed his head many times, but no, no. I couldn’t have. I’m too weak… my fencing trophy is very heavy… so maybe it’s possible, but Ami wouldn’t. Even if she got really mad. Even if he threatened Lily. Moot, remember? I said that before. Is it in your notes still? Did you write that down? Put it right there! Moot point!
"Tell me about your life before B.A.D. contacted you."
Well, I already told you lots. I lived with Lily, and Mama, and stepfather. Went to school. Got good grades, had friends, and clubs. I was active in school and outside of it too! Very well-adjusted. I was happier in Japan, maybe, but New York wasn’t so bad. Cute clothes, pretty displays at Christmas. Snow. I would walk to school very early in the morning, get up before everyone else. Sometimes I came home late too, because of clubs. Ami has never been much of a party girl. I ate cakes, and drank cider, and loved soup. I tried out lots of different styles. Just a normal, happy high school life. I looked after Lily when Mama was at a class. Stepfather didn’t like her taking certain classes, but this cooking one she would go to, and come home with ideas for French food or German food. I just liked it when she made normal Japanese food, since it reminded me of home.
What else? I liked fencing. Sometimes went to competitions out of town. Sometimes I brought home trophies, other times just presents for Lily. I would get things for Mama too, but then I’d have to buy something for stepfather. I don’t think the things stepfather likes are available to be bought. I didn’t really want to buy him anything either. Just because. Altogether, my life seems pretty normal, doesn’t it? Average little life. I’m into video games. Street Fighter, and cute things too! I hope they have games here. I like them a lot. They’re like trying out a different life, and sometimes that’s fun to do for a while. You can’t leave forever, and you wouldn’t want to… but it’s still a fun thing. My life was normal. Still would be, if it weren’t for this so called “Evil Ami” that doesn’t exist. Maybe everyone else has gone insane. I know I haven’t.
Terinawa, Amira, S.:
Race: Japanese
DOB and Age: October 11th, 1995. Fifteen years of age.
Age admitted to Blackwood’s Academy: Admitted at fourteen, has been here around 6 months now.
Grade: 10th grade.
Health issues: Split personality, scars from abuse on legs, arms, and thighs.
Other: Author’s Note: Any grammar mistakes while talking in Ami’s voice are purposeful. Not only is English her second language, but she talks in a very affected “cute” way to suit her character. Also, in case you weren’t sure, Ami is in severe denial about her crimes. She doesn’t really remember them. She’s got her cute, normal “angel” personality, and then her “devil’s” side (for lack of a better term). It’s not a case of multiple personalities, more like a split one. She’s usually fine mentally, but she blocked out a lot of the bad memories from her past (sexual and physical abuse at the hands of her stepfather being the biggest thing) and the manifestation of her bad memories is this “devil” Ami. When this side that remembers comes out she becomes disturbed, and it is with this extremely affected and dark mental state that she has committed her past crimes, none of which were premeditated. This side of her can appear when something stirs up the bad memories that she blocked out in order to “live purely and without hatred”. Unfortunately, the bottling of her feelings rather than working them out basically gave her a dark side that she is only half aware of. And yes, she refers to herself in the third person every once in a while. It’s both a sign of her being slightly two different people, and a sign of her slightly off English, and partially just because she’s got a skewed idea of cute.
Race: Japanese
DOB and Age: October 11th, 1995. Fifteen years of age.
Age admitted to Blackwood’s Academy: Admitted at fourteen, has been here around 6 months now.
Grade: 10th grade.
Health issues: Split personality, scars from abuse on legs, arms, and thighs.
Other: Author’s Note: Any grammar mistakes while talking in Ami’s voice are purposeful. Not only is English her second language, but she talks in a very affected “cute” way to suit her character. Also, in case you weren’t sure, Ami is in severe denial about her crimes. She doesn’t really remember them. She’s got her cute, normal “angel” personality, and then her “devil’s” side (for lack of a better term). It’s not a case of multiple personalities, more like a split one. She’s usually fine mentally, but she blocked out a lot of the bad memories from her past (sexual and physical abuse at the hands of her stepfather being the biggest thing) and the manifestation of her bad memories is this “devil” Ami. When this side that remembers comes out she becomes disturbed, and it is with this extremely affected and dark mental state that she has committed her past crimes, none of which were premeditated. This side of her can appear when something stirs up the bad memories that she blocked out in order to “live purely and without hatred”. Unfortunately, the bottling of her feelings rather than working them out basically gave her a dark side that she is only half aware of. And yes, she refers to herself in the third person every once in a while. It’s both a sign of her being slightly two different people, and a sign of her slightly off English, and partially just because she’s got a skewed idea of cute.
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