.:Jessie's Music:.

I'm no sweet dream
I'm your worst nithmare
I may look cute
But anger rages inside of me
Don't get too close
Or you may end up like the last

Stealing, you think I'm stealing? THese are my neopets now, I 'found' them! Now go away! *pauses* Why are you still here? Ok, ok, here's my loot.

stats

name:filia
nickname: fili, lia
age: 16
length: 7 feet
weight: 120 lbs
personality: rude, sassy, unfriendly, sneaky, fiesty
crush: not in a million years.
Friends: Well...I met someone but i wouldn't call him a friend.

Likes

Being a thief
Stealing
Sneakyness
Night/Dark

Dislikes

morning
prision
not having love.
working

Story

I'm not supossed to be in this world. My parents never wanted me, they were to busy being imporant scribes in the Lost Desert Palace in Sakhmet. I was a great burden to them and they cared nothing of what happened to me.

I was left out n the middle of the night unprotected and alone. Left to die or be eaten. A band of gypsies came along out of the big city in the desert where my 'parents' lived. They have just stolen many goods when they came across me. They couldn't just leave a baby in the middle of a desert to die, so they picked me up and carried me back to their camp site.

AS soon as I was old enough, they taught me all the tricks on stealing food and valuble goods. I soon new every hidden passage that wouold allow me to secretively grabs items unoticed, and I loved doin it. I would go on the raids and carry back as much as I could. It was all too perfect...

It was the biggest raid we had planed. All off us decided on going. We planed to steal jewels and other priceless goods from inside the palace. Sneaking past the many guards in the sahdows, we quickly made our way into the palace treasurey.

It was all ther before us, the gems and all. It was too easy. The rest had gone right ahead of me and started taking as many things as they could and stuffing them into their sacks. It was to easy. I quickly turned around to see the large door closing. "It's a trap!" I cried out and dashed for the door. Sand started pouring into the soon-to-be grave.

I slid under the door just before in smaced shut. I was the only one to escape, and soon the others would drown in the rising sand. I waited there for a few minutes knowing there was nothing I could do, until I driven away by the sounds of screaming from inside.

I returned to the camp emptied hand and lonely. I don't know why I went back, it wasn't like anyone would be there. But still, I would have to make a living for myself. I continued to steal valuble items, for myself and in honor of my lost family.

I will never know the feeling of love. When life is weary and drags me down, I will have nobody. Some say this is a sad life, but it is my life, and life is what it is. But still i continue to have these feelings. I would like a partner in crime, a mate... But not me. It couldnt happen.

Adopted

*Looks at you* Still think I'm a thief? Ok, so I am, but what else can I do. It's my life stlye. No changing that. Now, be gone and let me finish what I starteed.

link back to me

<a href="http://www.neopets.com/~filia329218"> <img src="http://i92.photobucket.com/albums/l30/Iceskatecutie/afiliablinkingavi.gif"></a>

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