Tiny Little Poet
Dapper Lover
The name you'll find on my birth certificate is:
C e l e s txxC a s a n d r axxN o v e l l a
When you'll find my birthday, it will say:
A p r i lxxT h i r t y t h
]My mental disorder/illness I was clarified to have is stated as:
P y r o m a n i a.
Only to find out that I am a:
P s y c h i c
The Docs call me by:
C e l e
The room number I was given is:
F i v e
But the one who controls me most is:
T i n yxxL i t t l exx P o e t
I have several likes, but here's a few.
♠ The smell of smoke
♣ Warmth
♦ Sports
♥ Photography
♣ Warmth
♦ Sports
♥ Photography
My dislikes...are strong and many:
♠ Water and the feeling of being wet
♣ Rude and stupid people
♦ Having my things taken away
♥ Guilt
♣ Rude and stupid people
♦ Having my things taken away
♥ Guilt
My life...My past time...My future. It's all what I hold.
Celest was born to a family of normal standards. It was obvious from her first birthday that she would be obsessed with fire; the young girl had sat and stared at the fire on her candle for five minutes, mesmerized. She took that wonder and grew with it. Celest was frequently caught with a magnifying glass in the back yard on sunny days, catching small piles of grass on fire and giggling until the fire burned itself out.
Her parents began to get worried when she turned seven and the behavior didn‘t change. They had always thought it was a phase that she would simply outgrow one day, but it had not happened yet. In fact, her pyromania had gotten far worse. It was more than just sitting in the backyard with small fires, it had escalated to matches in her room and several small fires had been started in the house.
August 25, when Celest was eleven, would be the day that it went too far. Setting a small fire in her room, Celest caught the whole house on fire as well. Both of her parents died in the fire and she developed a life long fear of guilt and associated every guilt with that accident, at least that is what it was filed under in the police report. Celest’s malevolence had reached an all time high, she had been contemplating what fire could do to a person and fights with her parents were putting her over the edge.
Normally, Celest was a level-headed girl, but her malevolence has not faded as he life went on. She will hurt anything and anyone that crosses her path, and her weapon of choice is a box of matches and gasoline.
Her parents began to get worried when she turned seven and the behavior didn‘t change. They had always thought it was a phase that she would simply outgrow one day, but it had not happened yet. In fact, her pyromania had gotten far worse. It was more than just sitting in the backyard with small fires, it had escalated to matches in her room and several small fires had been started in the house.
August 25, when Celest was eleven, would be the day that it went too far. Setting a small fire in her room, Celest caught the whole house on fire as well. Both of her parents died in the fire and she developed a life long fear of guilt and associated every guilt with that accident, at least that is what it was filed under in the police report. Celest’s malevolence had reached an all time high, she had been contemplating what fire could do to a person and fights with her parents were putting her over the edge.
Normally, Celest was a level-headed girl, but her malevolence has not faded as he life went on. She will hurt anything and anyone that crosses her path, and her weapon of choice is a box of matches and gasoline.
