Scatty

one day this world's going to end

-Name;Scathach.No last name.She doesn't believe she should keep her fathers last name for her parents never planned for her to come.It just happened.They never loved her as one of their own.They left her to survive without what every child needs:love.
-Nickname;Scatty
-Age;17
-Gendar;Female
-Hair;Couple inches past the shoulder.Red.
-Eyes;Forest green with little navy blue flints in them.The blue only shows when Scatty smiles or is really happy.The green,of her eyes,is really deep.A lot of people get lost in them-Most of the time anyway.
-Skin;Pale.Nose is periced on the right side.Just a smal purple studd.
-Body;She is slightly built.Since she is a shapeshifter,she can not be "way" to built-she has to change her body within a moments notice.But she is fairly stronger then the average human.
-Type;Shapeshifter.(Any animal that she chooses.)
-Siblings;Yes.Jessy.However,Jess died some time ago.
-Father&Mother;Yes.Father is no where to be seen and mother k!lled herself when Scatty was only two.Scatty could really care less about her parents.They abused and left her alone in the big,wide world.She became a adult all to quicky.She lives in their shadow everyday.She knows her father is still about there,but she hasn't seen him since the night she finally had enough of his abuse.

as your lies crumble down

If I met you walking down the sidewalk or in a coffee shop..you might see how sad I am.Or how happy I am.Its just a matter of seeing the real.'Cause,in truth,I am rarely happy now.Only people who really care enough to look past my diguse,know the real me.Through,I have yet to find someone like that.So,if you haven't already been bored to death,stay awhile and I'll tell you my story.

I was born in a small,run down town in Cailfornia.It was a very bad place to make a living in and take care of young ones.Yet,there was a small community of "cr@ckheads and their mistakes".The other half of the town were all consisting of gangs and what-not.My father and mother met at a b@r.One thing lead to another,and in the heat of the moment,they were suddenly married.I was born six months later.

I could say that my mother and father didn't get along very well,but I would be lying.They "never" got along.Whether it was about money...or someone cheating.When my mother agreed to marry my father,she didn't know his deadly hobby.He would beat her every night,after the nightly poker game.She finally snapped.I was only two years old-with a one year old sister-when she k!lled herself.That left me as my fathers target.After my mothers some-what formal funeral,my father began to drink more and more.He wasn't just drunk at night,but 24/7.I hid my little sister when he was home,trying to save her from him.I just wish I could have saved her from the world around her.

As I grew up,Jessy and I looked out for each another.We went to school each day-walking along the sidewalks-and then walking back.We made sure each of us got a full share,at dinner and we were each another shoulders to cry on,when we went to sleep.After all the beatings and crying fits,I couldn't save her from the outside world.One afternoon,we were walking home.The sun was fading in and out of the clouds,making our shadows disapprear and reapprear.Jessy walked closet to the road,going on about her day in kindergaten.I was focused on her,until I heard the screech of tires on road and the gun shots.I turned around,seeing the flashing lights of a police car racing after a sleek,black car.

I knew what was coming-there had been reports of activiy from the gangs-but I wasn't fast enough.The car slowed just a little,planning on taking out one last person before they were caught.Jessy's little body fell to the ground with one shot;blood pooling around her head.Her blonde hair mixed in with the grit and blood as I dropped to the ground next to her.I didn't move,not even when the poilce officers and the ambluance swarmed in and out of my blurry vison.I will never forget the look of silent happiness on her little heart-shaped face.She never looked so happy,until now.

Instead of feeling depressed,my fathers maddness grew.Now,I was they only target.I took it,blow by blow-without one little noise.But,when he was done and out of the house,I let my tears roll off of my face.I silently cried myself to sleep every night.When I turned 14,four years after Jessy's death,I ran away.I found it incredibly easy too.I doubt my father even realized I was gone,but I didn't look back to see.I lived in hotel rooms;working 20/7,trying to earn enough money to go to school,get a car,and any of the other essentials..

a new life she has found

Rarely do people ever see Scathach's true personality;she tends to hind when she meets new people. She will rarely approach you,she lets you approach her.Even if you spend everyday with her,she won't open up.She has learned the hard way-to not trust anyone.She never really felt loved;her own father abused her and her mother left her alone with the monster.When her sister died,all the love-that she has left- faded away.You could say that she is just a wondering ghost,trying to find her way through life.
Scatty has never found "that special somone".She just doesn't get close enough to anyone,for she is afraid they will rip the stitches our of her heart,if she does.

pebble in the water makes a ripple effect

Her appreance deprives her of what she can be.People take one look at her red hair and periced nose and take her for a dr#gg!e who lives on the street.If they had a closer look,they would see that she is intelligent and not just some dumb kid off the street.

When Scathach was around eight years old,her father threw her into a hotel pool-mind that she had never been swimming before-in hopes of an "accidental death".He was deeply disappointed when Scatty managed to stay aloff and started swimming like she had for years.Scatty couldn't explain how or why she already knew how,but later-when she learned that she was a shapeshifter-she figured out why.Its the one thing that she feels she is really good at and swimming laps help clears her mind.

Schedule

Period 1-Math
Period 2-Science
Period 3-Art
Period 4-French
Period 5-Social Studies
Period 6-English
Period 7-Photograghy
After School Activities-Swimming
Housing-Yes

music by afd

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