Post by stillbeautiful on May 24, 2014 21:36:13 GMT -5
Is there a format? If there is I can fix it.
Sammy
At about eighteen he is six feet five inches. His hair is a soft purple-blue that falls just a little above his shoulders and across his face in bangs. His eyes are a light brown with golden flecks strewn though out. He doesn't really have a set personality seeing he has multiple personality disorder and a touch of bi polar. He never had much of a home growing up. His mother was homeless and so was he. Maybe around fourteen his mother died. The police found him wandering the streets and took him in. The only thing he would say was him name, but that was enough. Within hours he was at his fathers home. His mother had taken him as a baby and never told his father where he went. He quickly bonded with his father and for the next two years it seemed that life was finally giving him a break. But he had been out late one night and came home the next morning to find a note from his father. Sammy, I hate to tell you this but I''m leaving. I won't be coming back. I left you my bank account and the house. It's paid for so don't worry about the bills. Love you, Dad. So sense sixteen he has been living on his own.
Sammy
At about eighteen he is six feet five inches. His hair is a soft purple-blue that falls just a little above his shoulders and across his face in bangs. His eyes are a light brown with golden flecks strewn though out. He doesn't really have a set personality seeing he has multiple personality disorder and a touch of bi polar. He never had much of a home growing up. His mother was homeless and so was he. Maybe around fourteen his mother died. The police found him wandering the streets and took him in. The only thing he would say was him name, but that was enough. Within hours he was at his fathers home. His mother had taken him as a baby and never told his father where he went. He quickly bonded with his father and for the next two years it seemed that life was finally giving him a break. But he had been out late one night and came home the next morning to find a note from his father. Sammy, I hate to tell you this but I''m leaving. I won't be coming back. I left you my bank account and the house. It's paid for so don't worry about the bills. Love you, Dad. So sense sixteen he has been living on his own.
Would you like to use a picture?