Alexa Marie Williams
.:: But you can call me .::
Alex
.:: I blew out __16__ candles this year .::
.:: I blew them out on .::
December 17
.:: Sometimes I can't remember but here you go .::
Alex was born into a normal family. She had a older sister who would do anything for her. Her mother died from cancer when she was 9. Her father was devestated and didn't want really anything to do with her or her sister. He sent them to the best schools that were far away. For her this was normal but one day that was shattered. She was coming home with a bunch of friends and the car hadn't been working so they were walking home. It was dark so they couldn't see that much. Suddenly someone jumped out from the bushes and murdered all her friends. The next morning the police found her covered in blood and she was trembling. Then she started seeing things. Her father got scared and sent her to the asylum.
.:: OMG!! I love them ::.
+ Music
+ Parties
+ Friends
+ Books
+ Thunderstorms
+ Lollipops
.:: Get Them away!!! ::.
- Bugs
- Lound noises
- Her illusions
- Doctors
- Neddles
.:: I'm telling you nothing's wrong with me ::.
After the night she would see diffrent things. Espicially at night. She would start screaming and hurt anyone or anything in reatch. She usally sees the man who killed her friends or just random people thats why you can usally hear her talking to someone.
.:: That ugly person in my head who tells me what to do ::.
Crystalized Candy Kisses 
.:: Hello my name is ::.
Heather but they tell me something different.
.:: But you can call me .::
kitty
.:: I blew out __19__ candles this year .::
.:: I blew them out on .::
No one knows
.:: Sometimes I can't remember but here you go .::
Heathers family left hem alone and luck in her room all her young life she lost her mind in loneliness and her only friends were stray cats.
When she was a teen age she go out of her hows and seeing her faces for the first time scared her so she made a mask. She was sent to the asylum in result.
.:: OMG!! I love them ::. other cats, ball, string, mike, music, drawing, talking to my friend bob, and wearing my mask
.:: Get Them away!!! ::. dogs , doctors, pills and people how make me tank off my mask.
.:: I'm telling you nothing's wrong with me ::. im just a kitty cat that all . i am a girl kiddie. mew .they say i am not even grill ya right. I my not look like a cat but i am telling you i am one.
.:: That ugly person in my head who tells me what to do ::.
Username fivefloorsfromhell
.:: Hello my name is ::.
Rider Coda
.:: But you can call me .::
Blank
.:: I blew out 19 candles this year .::
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06/04 [dd/mm ... what im english]
.:: Sometimes I can't remember but here you go .::
i am crazy but sane. always remaining calm and unpridicatable. i am kind to people i feel i can be kind to but do not trust easily.
.:: OMG!! I love them ::.
i enjoy having sharp objects or stuff to draw with. they both are useful for making markings on the wall of my room.
.:: Get Them away!!! ::.
i hate bugs and things that roll by them selves. they are creepy.
.:: I'm telling you nothing's wrong with me ::.
This is not a joke, they are watching very carefully. no one can see them but i know they are there. i hear them at night when they think we are asleep. they want to take away our thoughts. its true im telling you.
.:: That ugly person in my head who tells me what to do ::.
The helfire poet
(Note: he typically wears a gray, zipped-up jacket with wide sleeves that have blood-stains on the ends and dark blue pants and a tattered, violet scarf.)
.:: Hello my name is ::.
Kiri
.:: But you can call me .::
Owl or Silver, but prefers Kiri
.:: I blew out __17__ candles this year .::
.:: I blew them out on .::
halloween
.:: Sometimes I can't remember but here you go .::
He came from a wealthy family, and was pampered and raised by his loving parents well. However, not long after his 17th birthday his parents were murdered before his very eyes, traumatizing him to the point of near-insanity. His only refuge from the grief of their death was the hundreds of thousands of books kept within the massive library of the house. He was found among the books and taken as he had developed a disorder that made him seem to have two sides to his personality, one was calm, kind and book-loving while the other was sadistic, violent, cold and cruel.
.:: OMG!! I love them ::.
Books, drawing, singing, windy days.
.:: Get Them away!!! ::.
Mean people, perverted people, guns, anything sour.
.:: I'm telling you nothing's wrong with me ::.
He was diagnosed as bipolar, but he always argues that he just simply has two sides to himself. Most of the time he is kind and calm, often among books in a library of some sort. However, upon being angered or threatened, he becomes cold and violent, often displaying incredible fighting skills that baffle even the most sane or insane people.
.:: That ugly person in my head who tells me what to do ::.
Kiri sai
.:: Hello my name is ::.
Brittany Gabrielle
.:: But you can call me .::
Brielle
.:: I blew out __18__ candles this year .::
.:: I blew them out on .::
February 16
.:: Sometimes I can't remember but here you go .::
grew up in the south, living on a farm. she has no siblings to her knowledge. When she was 7, she was moved the asylum town by her parents, without a reason, leaving her stranded on the road.
.:: OMG!! I love them ::.
*horses *purple *outdoors *drawing
.:: Get Them away!!! ::.
*people *bugs *shoes
.:: I'm telling you nothing's wrong with me ::.
she's not sure herself, but has been told of seeing things that disappear later. she also has trust issues and does not like interacting with people. she has often been called a headcase
.:: That ugly person in my head who tells me what to do ::.
pirate cutie
.:: Hello my name is ::.
Mellira Simmions
.:: But you can call me .::
Mell, colors, code orange
.:: I blew out __{18}__ candles this year .::
.:: I blew them out on .::
10/30
.:: Sometimes I can't remember but here you go .::
My mother never really cared who I was or what happened to me. My father treated me like a dog half the time. I remember coming home and I would hide behind the couch because they would fight all night. Sadly thats the only thing I remember...and the peircing sound of the gun that night they died...
.:: OMG!! I love them ::.
Razors! My black lip rings, coloring my hair, eyeliner, people, colors and yeah...
.:: Get Them away!!! ::.
nurses, guns, pictures, and many more things.
.:: I'm telling you nothing's wrong with me ::.
I just have some bipolar issues, and night terrors. But see I only drop to the floor screaming when I remember something. I have a strong fear of guns because of the situations I've been in. I dont think Im crazy, I hear my parents every now and then and sometimes respond but thats nothing to be worried about, right?
.:: That ugly person in my head who tells me what to do ::.
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