Naked_Yesterday
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- Posted: Sun, 13 Sep 2009 23:36:54 +0000

"Never show fear, Never turn your back, Never get killed."
- My name is //
- - Margarita Rosalinda Isabella Espinoza -
But others call me //
- - Rita. That Mexican over there, Angelito, people or some friends have called me Inked, because of the tattoos I wear, and do -
I've been here for... //
- - Fourteen Cold years. I'm just starting my Fourth -
Since about... //
- - March 3rd 1980 -
Last time I looked I saw this //
- - a five foot four, one hundred and sixteen pound brown skinned or Hispanic female, with blue eyes, and long black hair. I'm more developed then my class mates, because of my genes. There's three tattooed teardrops under my left eye, and I have other tattoos on my body. -
I've been known to go for these //
- - guys... I'm not really sure why ya'll should care. -
All about the magic ;D //
- - 121/2 Rosewood with Sphinx Mane Hair/Phoenix Tail Feather -
This is the sound of growing up! //
- - Well, I was born in America, my mother was from England. Dad was a good guy, but he was mixed up in the wrong crowd. He left my brothers, my mother, and I in the barrio by ourselves. Luckily, My abuelita helped us out. Mom wasn't sure how she'd get back to England, so we lived with abuelita for a long time. My brothers and I didn't have any father figure, so i followed my brothers into the 'family' business. They were gangsters. It was hard for them, because they had to do it, I didn't. They made me get the safest position. I'm a really good drawer, so they had a friend of theirs take me under his wing, and teach me how to tattoo. Mom hated what we were doing, my brothers are a lot older then I am. It was scary growing up in the barrio, but we did it. Unlike my brothers, I didn't get too involve with gangs or anything like that. I missed school a lot though.
A week before we were going to move to England, one of my brothers was shot down, and killed. Mom begged my brother to come back with us, but to no avail. My mom and I took off to England, but not before I got my first tattoo, the one under my left eye. When I turned eleven, I got a letter from Hogwarts. My mother was scared at first, but then, she let me go. It was so weird that there was actually such a thing as magic! I really thought my problems wouldn't be so bad anymore. They got slightly worse though. I was kind of one of the odd kids because I couldn't read much, and I had tattoos. Plus I spoke mostly Spanish. I guess it was weird to everyone... well I know it was weird to everyone. I didn't know who Harry Potter was. He just seemed like another kid to me. I didn't talk to most people my first and second years, because I would be made fun of by the Slytherins. I popped one of them in the face, and made Gryffindor lose a few points. I had detention for a while too.
I lost my other brother last year, and that's why I got another tear drop. I know it was weird to other people, but I couldn't cry... I still can't cry... I went to Hogwarts for my third year. I guess you could say I was a troublemaker that year. McGonagall was getting annoyed with me. She told me she'd kick me out of Hogwarts if I kept at it. She also let me join Quidditch as a beater. Now that was fun! About a few days later, there was an owl from my mother's neighbor who was a witch. She told me that my mother had died from cancer. Something I didn't know about. I left school for a while, and came back for exams. I stopped making trouble, and fighting, and turned over a new leaf. I wanted to make my mom proud. For my exams, I did the best that I could ever do, and passed with flying colors.
This summer, I got a memorial tattoo on my back for my mom, and brothers. And another tear for me to forever cry. My abuelita is taking care of me now. During the summer, I got better at tattooing, and got a few tattoos on my arm, and such. Now I'm really hitting the books to make my mom in heaven proud. -
People have said worse //
- - I used to be a very angry, messed up person. I had a very short fuse, and I hated a lot of things. I was very anti social, and I always snapped at people. So I was pretty much the queen b***h of Gryffindor. I didn't talk, and I fought a lot, with fellow Gryffindors, Ravenclaws, Hufflepuffs, but it was mostly Slytherin, since they were always making fun of my accent. I changed a lot after my mother died. I still get angry, and still am angry at my father for leaving us, but generally, I'm over it now. I just got tired of it. I've changed my attitude a lot, and I've apologized to those who I've wrong (cept' the Slytherins. They deserved it) I'm a lot more mellow now. I'm a calm spirit now, and I relieve my angry by doing other things. I don't fight, unless I need to... I smile a lot more now, and I'm much more friendly. I care for people now. I'm quite happy now. A lot of people saw my changed when I returned to school last year. I'm still a big talk big bite kind of person. I use slang frequently, and a lot of people find me crazy. Maybe i'm immodest, but screw it. It's not like they haven't heard it before. -
I like running with these guys //
- - Gryffindor, and I run with everyone as of late. I'm getting to be more social. I'm trying to fit in now. -
They love it when I do this //
- - Orchideous, I just love flowers. -
Things that make me smile //
- - tattooing
sleeping
abuelita (who sometimes sends me howlers)
flowers
tattoos
drawing
getting a word right
getting a good grade
nature
running
swimming
funny people
Quidditch
fighting
dancing
violin . -
You'd best keep these away though //
- - Bad dreams
bad tattoos
some slytherins
people making fun of my accent
people who make fun of me because I can't read too well
being angry
feeling sorry for myself
falling down
curling my hair
being hot and sweaty -
Never want them to go away... //
- - Umm... Even if he makes fun of me, I have a crush on Blaise Zabini. Just because he looks like a cholo from back home... Harry's kind of cute, but he's not the to die for kind of guy I go for the tall dark and handsome... so yeah... The Cholos back in the states were just my style. -
Man I love this song //
Some other stuff you ought to know about me //
- - I'm actually a pure blood. Can you believe that? My mother's family was made up of witches and wizards, but she left home at a young age because it was freaking her out. Plus she wasn't magical. My grandma, and my father (who turns out to be a Auror) are witch and wizard. My brothers were magical too, but not that much. Still, I don't let people know that much. My mother was considered a traitor, or something like that, and my grandma and father are pure blood, but they're not royalty like that. Grandma's school was in the West, deep in Mexico. -
My puppeteer is //
- - naked yesterday -













