I am an 18-year-old teenager who enjoys reading, relaxing, and watching television. friends of mine describe me as kind and considerate, but can also be very unstable and a bit boring.
I was born in a small American town, I graduated from school, but I could not go to my graduation because my father beat me so badly.
Physically, I'm in pretty good shape. I would describe myself as tall with olive skin, Pink hair, and Gray eyes. my father would beat me for looking different than other kids and having hair like my mother's.
I grew up in a working-class neighborhood. After my mother died a mysterious death when he was young, but what I learned that day when I left it Might have been my father.
While in school I often enjoyed P.E., biology, and history. I also loved to skip class and play cards with my best friend,
My best friend and secrets crush Jason Arbo was killed in a hit and run by an unmarked car.
One day my and father I got into the worst fight we've ever had, that day I found out that my father was the one who killed Jason. In a fit of rage, I grabbed the lamp next to me and hit my father over the head.
I quickly scrambled to take the cash out of his bloodied pants and got on a plane to Los Santos; I knew the law would look for me because my father was the town's dirty sheriff, so I ran.
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