Post by kaylee on Jun 12, 2011 19:31:49 GMT -6
KAYLEEJULIETADDISON
“Well, tell me a little about yourself. What’s your name?”
”My full name is Kaylee Juliet Addison. People call me Kay, though, for short. I really don't have a reason for being named Kaylee. My mother just really liked the name and had it picked since she was sixteen years old. Or so my father told me. But mom died when I was born during labor. Which is how my middle name came about. Juliet. My father chose it. It was my mothers name.”
“Next question, how has your High School career gone thus far?”
”I attended Aquinas High School. It was an all girls private school in the Bronx, New York. I did rather well there. I got mostly A's and B's. That is, until 6 months ago. And now my grades are going down. To C's and D's. An F or two as well. I used to like the school. I use to love school. But not anymore.”
“What did you do when you weren't in school? Any hobbies or sports, anything like that?”
”Before I started getting into trouble, I loved music. I am very talented with singing. I also can play both the guitar and the piano. I also enjoyed writing. In fact, my best subject in school had been English. But that was the old me. The me that is dead. Now, all I care about doing is getting into trouble. Now I enjoy shoplifting, being a bully. I've stolen a car a few times and ones even a motorcycle.”
“Family and friends are pretty important. Tell me about them. How are your relationships with them?”
”I used to have a lot of friends. Actually, I was rather popular at my high school. But I was not like those popular kids who were mean to those that were unpopular. I was nice to everyone. And now, I have no friends. And as family goes? I have none. Mom died giving birth to me. And daddy? He died 7 months ago. He was murdered. And I guess that was when my problems began. Now I live, or lived, with my uncle and his kid. But I don't get along with them at all.”
“Thank you for sharing that with me. So those are your family and friends, what about yourself? Describe yourself to me.”
”I really am not the type of person that wants to talk about themselves. But, if I have no choice, then here it goes...I am 5'3” and I weigh 109 lbs. I don't usually eat a lot of junk food. Actually, I'm a vegetarian. But I also do not really eat a whole lot either. Which is why I am so small. I have chocolate brown eyes and dark brown hair. I am the type of kid who gets angry so easily. I never use to. Not until my dad was murdered. I use to be happy-go-lucky. I had never let anything get me down. But now, I seem to hate the world.”
“Other then the reason your here, at Blackwood Academy, have you had any other issues with law enforcement?”
”Oh my god. Where to start...Well, before I became some delinquent, I did get into trouble with the cops for shoplifting. This girl from school framed me. But apart from that, the first time was not long after my father was killed. I knew who did it too. It was this guy who had once been friends with my father. I was so angry. I did not care about consequences. And so I grabbed a bat, went to the guys house and completely destroyed the dude's care. I ended up getting arrested for vandalism. I've stolen a motorcycle and I've also stolen a few cars. I shoplift a lot. Anything I can. Books, CDs, movies....I vandalize. Its all a real rush to me. And I love that.”
“What is the worst thing you’ve done? Why did you feel the need to do that?”
”The worst thing? I beat up my uncle. Pretty good too. I even beat up his daughter when she got home. I hated them so much. And my uncle? He always yelled at me. For stupid shit. And he even told me that he blamed me for my father's death. (His little brother). And my cousin? She always picks on me. She's a few years older than I am. When we were young, she use to always beat me. I just wanted it to stop. I needed it all to stop. I wanted to kill them so much. But I didnt. I ran awa then. And apparently, a neighbor called the cops. Later that evening I had been arrested.”
"What the one things you're most proud of?"
”What am I proud of? That I had such an amazing father. A father who loved me. Believed in me. I miss him terribly. And I am proud of myself for always doing the right thing. Before he died, that is. Everyday, I wish that I could go back. That I could change my actions. But I believe that it is too late. Now, I'm starting to not want to change.”
"Other then your trouble with law enforcement, do you have any vices or addictions?"
”Well...Not at first. I swore to never do all that crap. But I made friends with the wrong people. The bad crowd. It wasn't long before I had my first taste of alcohol. And I liked it. Then I just wanted to impress them. To get them to like me. So I started trying anything and everything. Smoking, weed, pot, anything I could get my hands on.”
“If you could change one thing about your life what would it be?”
”What would I change? Anything? I would never be born. Okay, but seriously, I would change the fact that I shoplift, that I stopped caring about school. I would change the fact that I've become nothing but some pathetic juvenile delinquent. I would take it all back. Every single thing.”
“What criminal act got you sent here and who recommended it?”
”The fact that I beat up, nearly killed, my own family. It had been the worst thing I had done yet. And it was the last straw. I had been arrested and even spent several nights in jail. I went before the judge and he recommended sending me to B.A.D. And that is how I was sent here.”
“Do think that you deserve to be here?”
”No. Yes. Maybe both. I don't want to be here. But deep down? I guess I know that I deserve this. I don't want to live this life. And I fear that I can't stop. I beat up my own family. What if I had killed them? I don't want that. I don't want to hurt anyone. And I am scared that I might do just that.”
"Tell me about your life before Blackwood Academy contacted you, what led up to your stay here."
”You know, that's a lot to explain, here. Right? It started off as small things. First vandalism. I had to get that guy for killing my father. Can you blame me? He was everything I had in this world. But I was so angry at the world. I broke into a store. I stole a few cars and a motorcycle. I shoplifted. I know...Not so small, right? But its small compared to what it led up to.
Then I became friends with the wrong kind of people. And I wanted to be accepted by them So I did what they did. Smoking, drinking alcohol, drugs. First the small drugs like weed. But soon I was doing heroin and ecstasy. And that led me to end up trying to kill my uncle and cousin while I was high. Did I forget to mention earlier that I was high when I did that? Sorry. I was. But instead, I heard cop cars and took off out the back. But I ended up getting caught within the hour. And that was the last thing I did before ending up here.
But I know. You want to know what led me to do all that crap. I know. Okay, so I have lost a lot in my life. It all just became to much for me to handle. It pushed me to the limit. To my limit. I had never had a mother. Which still saddens me. Then a year ago, my best friend had committed suicide. It hurt me a lot. And I felt as though I could not deal with that. Then what happened? Five months later, my father was murdered by someone who should have been his friend. It all just pushed me and I learned to hate the world.”
Last Name, First Name, Middle Initial: Addison, Kaylee, J
Race: English
DOB and Age: August 1; age 15
Age admitted to Blackwood’s Academy: 15; I've only been here two weeks.
Grade: Sophomore
Health issues: I can have serious anxiety attacks. I also tend to harm myself quite a bit.
Other: any other notes about the character
Race: English
DOB and Age: August 1; age 15
Age admitted to Blackwood’s Academy: 15; I've only been here two weeks.
Grade: Sophomore
Health issues: I can have serious anxiety attacks. I also tend to harm myself quite a bit.
Other: any other notes about the character
Your name: Rhean
How you found us: Proboards Support
Code word in the Rules: Admin Edit
Play by: Victoria Justice
This Application was created by JEZ! A.K.A Two.Last Words. Do not steal or remove credit. Or I will sick my doggy Drako on you. He enjoys biting the butts of others so BEWARE!
