Neela G. Boswell [Done]

Neela G. Boswell [Done] Jun 10, 2011 0:48:13 GMT -5

Post by neela on Jun 10, 2011 0:48:13 GMT -5

----I’M IN THE BUSINESS OF MISERY----
…let’s take it from the top…!

----SHE’S GOT A BODY LIKE AN HOURGLASS----
…it’s ticking like a clock…!

----IT’S A MATTER OF TIME----
…before we all run out…!

----WHEN I THOUGHT HE WAS MINE----
…she caught him by the mouth…!

*| likes: Photography, Drawing, Swimming, Hiking, Food, Partying, Road Trips.
*| dislikes: Rainy days, Smokers, Liers, Spiders, Crying
*| hopes/dreams: Some day get out of this town, Find her mother
*| fears: Spiders, loesing the rest of her family
*| secrets: (if any)
*| personality: Neela is a fun, out going person who loves to stay busy. She is always kind to others so long as they return that kindness. She always tries to see the good in everyone and is sometimes way to trusting, this hasn’t gotten her into any trouble yet, but will one day. She loves the out doors and tries to be out as much as she can. Most of the time she is easy going with not much bothering her, and always fides the humour in anything good, or bad, or at least tries to look on the bright side of everything that happens.

Though she does have a stubborn side and can be very strong willed and determined not stopping or giving up easily once she has her mind set. It is pretty hard to get onto her “bad” side, but once there, you aren’t getting off of it easy, and if you do, you can be back on it for the simplest of reasons. She tried to forgive quickly, but Neela never forgets, bad or good. She can be shy at first, but if she feels you are just as friendly as she is, then she will open up right quick. Neela loves all her friends, and is very loyal to them all.

----I WAITED EIGHT LONG MONTHS----
…she finally set him free…!

*| history: Neela was born on a warm July night, in the town called Bellingham, she was the last to join the family of already three. They were a ‘perfect’ happy family and when Neela was three her farther was given a job in Seattle and so, away they moved. Neela took the move well, and so did her two sisters, but not Neelas mom, and the relationship between her parents went from good, to bad. For some reason her mother didn’t enjoy Seattle and one day, they woke to having no mother. At the time Neela didn’t understand. Her farther tried to keep things going, but with work and three daughters, he was struggling, and once again the family moved, this time to the small quiet town of Forks, where Neela’s grandparents lived, so they could help their son raise three daughters while he continue to work.

After school they spent most of their time at their grandparents house until their father could pick them up, sometimes they spent the night. The weekends her father was able to spend more time with them, but it never seemed long enough. She grew closer to her sisters and grandparents, and as Neela got older she started to understand why her mother was never around, and why she was never coming home. She often wonders why her mother left them with no good bye, where she was now, and if she ever thinks of them.

Once her sisters graduated from high school they both went off to collage that fall, leaving Neela and her father behind. She now has one year left of high school and then plans to follow in her sisters footsteps, but school seems to be harder for some reason and her grads have been slipping, so getting into a good collage might not be that easy.

*| roleplay sample: (post from WOT) My eyes opened to the dull grey light that peered thought my window. It was no doubt a cloudy, maybe even rainy morning, but I was hopeful the day would turn nicer. I pulled the blankets off me, the warmth was replaced by a icy chill within seconds. I was pretty use to this, having it happen every morning. My aunt was always trying to save energy and cutting off the heat in the house at night was one way she did that. I hated it, I hate the cold, I liked being warm, but found it hard to get warm, and stay warm. I swung my lags over the side of the bed as I sat up, the bottom of my bare feet tingled as I stood up and walked over to my dresser rubbing the sleep from my eyes. I got dressed into one of my few jogging out fits. Gray sweatpants black sports bra and a black sip up type hoodi to keep my body warm.

I pulled my blonde hair into a high pony tail as I made my way down the stairs, trying not to wake everyone who still slept. I grabbed a muffin, heated up in the microwave for ten seconds. I did my stretches as I walked out onto the street. My warm up would be a brisk walk to the trail head, then a jog until I couldn’t push my self any farther. I never kept track of how far I jogged, I only remembered how far I went last week, and tried pushing myself as far as I could past that point.

If my aunt had her way, I wouldn’t be taking my jogs though the forest, but what how could she stop me? I plaid it her way for the first three months I moved in, running around the block got real boring real fast, and well, I had no one to come jogging with me, so she would just have to deal with it. Besides, I doubt she worried much about it as I walked jogged while she was still sleeping, and I was back either, before she woke, or just as she was coming down the stairs.

This new live in Forks hadn’t changed since last summer, it was still dull, boring and I still hadn’t met anyone, who I became friends with. Lately I been spending as much time as I could back in Seattle, though I was still on my own, at least their was more to do, more to look at then here in Forks. This town could burn to the ground for all I cared, and as soon as school was done, I was moving as far away from here as I could get. It wouldn’t matter what I would do for money, or how I would live once I got out of this town, I would figure that out once I got their, but for now, this was what I had to deal with.

----I TOLD HIM I COULDN’T LIE----
…he was the only one for me…!

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