Post by spencer on Jun 26, 2009 22:01:26 GMT -5
•SPENCER KENNEDY TREVORS,
She's slammed sixteen shot glasses down
and whispered silently, kiss me slowly to my death.
welcome to the planet, welcome to existance.
everyone's here, everyone's here.
everybody's watching you now.
everybody waits for you now.
what happens next? what happens next?
i dare you to move, i dare you to move.
i dare you to lift yourself up off the floor.
i dare you to move, i dare you to move.
like today never happened,
today never happened before.
__________________
-- march twenty first.
-- sixteen years old.
-- one hundred eight pounds.
-- 5 "7
-- blue eyes
-- blonde hair
-- none.
-- ear piercings, black heart outline tattoo on left foot.
• SUSPECT,
-outgoing
-friendly
-energetic
-naive
-cheerful
-loyal
-honest
-trustworthy
-wild
-drama provider
-optimistic
-stubborn
-offbeat
• PATTERN,
-the outdoors
-music
-cheerleading
-soccer
-dancing
-partying
-cars
-radios
-the beach
-the rain
-storms
-the summer
-the fall
• MOTIVE,
-snobs
-jerks
-liars
-preps
-cheaters
-bugs
-snakes
-spiders
-scary movies
-attention whores
• FREEDOM,
-cheerleading
-dancing
-fixing cars
-making friends
• HANDCUFFED,
-lying for the sake of other's feelings
-starting drama when provided the chance
• JAIL TIME,
-cheerleading
-dancing
-fixing cars
• INVESTIGATION,
spencer kennedy trevors was born to twenty three year old brianna reynolds and ryan trevors. neither were married at the time, due to their complex schedues. but the two were very much together. the two were ecstatic when they found out they were expecting. brianna being a lawyer, and ryan being a federal agent. spencer was their first born and was born on march twenty first, nineteen ninety three. she was born at approximately three oh one in the morning after her mother endured eight hours of labor. everyone was excited when the newborn came into the world.
she grew up in the outskirts of nashville, tennessee. all seemed to be well, between the family. her parents were finally married when she was two. overall she had a pretty happy childhood, nothing out of the ordinary. when she was thirteen going on fourteen years old, her parents informed her that they were moving. where to exactly? new york city, her father had been asked to move closer to washington d.c. and that way her mother would still have plenty of clients, and cases to work on. spencer wasn't too happy at first, she didn't want to leave her hometown and friends. especially before high school too. but she was forced to do as her parents wished.
to her surprise she adjusted to new york city rather quickly. although she missed nashville. she began her freshman year, and on a impulse tried out for cheerleading. this was a surprise to her parents because spencer had always been the tomboy, she knew cars inside and out and could fix any problem you had better than anyone in town. they were even more surprised when she made the squad. from their she was sort of taken in, the incrowd welcomed her. but she still stayed true to her tomboyish ways also. she was frightened when she first heard about the murders, she's still nervous. but has lost a little concern with her parents support.
• PUBLICITY,
i was raped by one of my dad's alocholic friends about a month ago and i've never told anyone about it. even though i still have nightmares.
she wasn't usually one to get drawn into all the media speculation. if fact, usually, she tried to avoid just that. but everyone slipped up at one point at another. she was no exception. she had given into the curiousity, of that message board with her name on it. she knew she shouldn't have looked, every partially famous person knew that gossip could tear you down in the blink of an eye. but the small brunette hadn't believed them, that was until she saw some repeated things on the message board. and for about three to four weeks now. the sixteen year old had only begun spiralling out of control. it was going too far, and taking a toll.
the dark circles under her eyes were evident. but not uncommon, they usually appeared when she was not able to get much rest. her skin had paled considerably, a almost sicking white pastle color. that was unusual, for the brunette's usual complection was a healthy pale glow. her eyes were dark and often red, for pretty much no reason. other than for her lack of sleep. she wore baggy clothing, not really her style. they weren't emnormously baggy, but they were enough to engulf the brunette's small frame. the reason why she wore this, was the main reason she was not able to get much sleep. she could never ever stop freezing. it was like the cold was permantley sealed inside of her body. as if ice itself, was coursing through her veins instead of warm blood.
selena gomez sighed softly to herself, as she meakly lifted herself off of her bed inside of her dorm. it was empty, as it was almost all of the time. except for herself. which was a good thing she considered. since most people would kill her if they knew what she was doing. most people did not realize that it only took one little comment to ruin a person's life. to completely deflate their self eestem until nothing was left. until they felt the desperate need to change themselves, for fear others would abandon them. due to some slight flaw that the person in particular was taking way to far. selena was one of those people, she had let some rude commenters on a message board get to her.
they had called her fat. now most people in the world would agree that selena was the furthest thing away from fat. but the small brunette hadn't known that, and she had taken the comment to heart. at first, it wasn't anything big. it never was. she had just figured she would lose a few pounds, five, at the most. but after excerscing, she became frustrated. the weight wasn't coming off quick enough for her. one hundred ten pounds, that was what the slender actress had weighed. and so before she knew what she was doing she was dieting. consuming less and less food, not the healthy kind of dieting. but as long as no one knew, she figured it would be okay. i mean it was only for a few days.
four days had gone by and she had been extremely hungry. in the middle of the night she got up and are everything she possibly could until she was full. thousands of empty calories. she was so disappointed and angry with herself. it had not even been funny. so after vowing to herself she would run two miles the next day. selena made the worst decision, yet. she decided to rid herself of the foul enemy. of all the food, the poision. as she liked to think of it. so for thirty minutes, she had stayed hunched over the toilet, plunging her fingers deep back into her throat, until she rubbed it raw. making herself vomit up all of her bodily fluids, from her previous meal.
much to the brunette's surprise, after vomiting the next day and running. she had lost three pounds. so she continued, not eating anything at all. avoiding food, and making up excuses. hey, she wasn't hurting anyone. she could stop anytime she wanted. or so she thought, anyway. it was nearing the end of her third week, without food. and the weight loss, was outstanding to everyone else. sixteen pounds. selena gomez weighed nintey four pounds. soaking wet. how did she hide it? with her clothes. not only were the protection from the cold. but they also hide the drastic change to her figure.
the sixteen year old shivered, violently as she made her way into the bathroom. she had distanced herself from her friends. not wanting them to find out anything. it would only make it harder, and more complicated for the young girl. she wanted to be perfect, and this was the only way. she had sworn off food, that was a good first step in her opinion. selena walked up to the smooth, clear, glass mirror, above the sink. it displayed her reflection and selena grimaced at her appearance. why did she look so bad? she was supposed to be perfect! of course, when she put on her makeup and hid the circles, she thought she was making progress. but now, in the bare. with nothing but a sweatsuit on. she didn't like what she saw.
violent anger coursed through the small sixteen year old's veins. as she gritted her teeth together, grinding them slightly. she balled up her fist and swung back. punching the mirror full force. she heard the deafining shatter of glass. and the sharp piercing pain of glass shards flying into the skin of her first. she saw the blood pouring from her pale skin. but she didn't care. she was only vaguely aware of the glass littering the bathroom. the mirror completely shattered.
tears came into the brunette's eyes as she began to take steps back. her breathing becoming shallow. she kept backing up until he back collided with the wall. as the forceful tears escaped her eyes, she closed them tightly. sobbing, hysterically to herself, she was losing her mind. she wasn't perfect, she needed to be perfect. with one swip of her uninjured hand she knocked the contents of the sink. including toothbrushes, toothpaste, brushes, and a pair of scissors. the went flying across the bathroom floor, laying perfectly still.
selena slid down to the bathroom floor, clutching her injured hand, as red blood stained her skin. she was shivering violently, and she felt light headed. the light was slowly fading from the room. disappearing into the sky... no. she wouldn't let herself slip into the unknown. jerking herself forcefully from the upcoming darkness. she unclutched her hands and ran her hands along the bathroom floor. searching for something solid to grasp on. she was numb, no feeling engulfing her body. the pain in her stomach, the horrid pain in her stomach however was still there engulfing her. but she would have too ignore it. she didn't barely feel the glass shards cutting into her palm as her hands searched. finally her hand, grasped a handle of something. she was vaguely sure they were the scissors. selena leaned her head back against the wall. taking deep breaths, although it was hard through her hysterics. she sat there, waiting for the panic to pass. sure anxiety had happened a few times. but never a attack as brutual as this one.
the dark circles under her eyes were evident. but not uncommon, they usually appeared when she was not able to get much rest. her skin had paled considerably, a almost sicking white pastle color. that was unusual, for the brunette's usual complection was a healthy pale glow. her eyes were dark and often red, for pretty much no reason. other than for her lack of sleep. she wore baggy clothing, not really her style. they weren't emnormously baggy, but they were enough to engulf the brunette's small frame. the reason why she wore this, was the main reason she was not able to get much sleep. she could never ever stop freezing. it was like the cold was permantley sealed inside of her body. as if ice itself, was coursing through her veins instead of warm blood.
selena gomez sighed softly to herself, as she meakly lifted herself off of her bed inside of her dorm. it was empty, as it was almost all of the time. except for herself. which was a good thing she considered. since most people would kill her if they knew what she was doing. most people did not realize that it only took one little comment to ruin a person's life. to completely deflate their self eestem until nothing was left. until they felt the desperate need to change themselves, for fear others would abandon them. due to some slight flaw that the person in particular was taking way to far. selena was one of those people, she had let some rude commenters on a message board get to her.
they had called her fat. now most people in the world would agree that selena was the furthest thing away from fat. but the small brunette hadn't known that, and she had taken the comment to heart. at first, it wasn't anything big. it never was. she had just figured she would lose a few pounds, five, at the most. but after excerscing, she became frustrated. the weight wasn't coming off quick enough for her. one hundred ten pounds, that was what the slender actress had weighed. and so before she knew what she was doing she was dieting. consuming less and less food, not the healthy kind of dieting. but as long as no one knew, she figured it would be okay. i mean it was only for a few days.
four days had gone by and she had been extremely hungry. in the middle of the night she got up and are everything she possibly could until she was full. thousands of empty calories. she was so disappointed and angry with herself. it had not even been funny. so after vowing to herself she would run two miles the next day. selena made the worst decision, yet. she decided to rid herself of the foul enemy. of all the food, the poision. as she liked to think of it. so for thirty minutes, she had stayed hunched over the toilet, plunging her fingers deep back into her throat, until she rubbed it raw. making herself vomit up all of her bodily fluids, from her previous meal.
much to the brunette's surprise, after vomiting the next day and running. she had lost three pounds. so she continued, not eating anything at all. avoiding food, and making up excuses. hey, she wasn't hurting anyone. she could stop anytime she wanted. or so she thought, anyway. it was nearing the end of her third week, without food. and the weight loss, was outstanding to everyone else. sixteen pounds. selena gomez weighed nintey four pounds. soaking wet. how did she hide it? with her clothes. not only were the protection from the cold. but they also hide the drastic change to her figure.
the sixteen year old shivered, violently as she made her way into the bathroom. she had distanced herself from her friends. not wanting them to find out anything. it would only make it harder, and more complicated for the young girl. she wanted to be perfect, and this was the only way. she had sworn off food, that was a good first step in her opinion. selena walked up to the smooth, clear, glass mirror, above the sink. it displayed her reflection and selena grimaced at her appearance. why did she look so bad? she was supposed to be perfect! of course, when she put on her makeup and hid the circles, she thought she was making progress. but now, in the bare. with nothing but a sweatsuit on. she didn't like what she saw.
violent anger coursed through the small sixteen year old's veins. as she gritted her teeth together, grinding them slightly. she balled up her fist and swung back. punching the mirror full force. she heard the deafining shatter of glass. and the sharp piercing pain of glass shards flying into the skin of her first. she saw the blood pouring from her pale skin. but she didn't care. she was only vaguely aware of the glass littering the bathroom. the mirror completely shattered.
tears came into the brunette's eyes as she began to take steps back. her breathing becoming shallow. she kept backing up until he back collided with the wall. as the forceful tears escaped her eyes, she closed them tightly. sobbing, hysterically to herself, she was losing her mind. she wasn't perfect, she needed to be perfect. with one swip of her uninjured hand she knocked the contents of the sink. including toothbrushes, toothpaste, brushes, and a pair of scissors. the went flying across the bathroom floor, laying perfectly still.
selena slid down to the bathroom floor, clutching her injured hand, as red blood stained her skin. she was shivering violently, and she felt light headed. the light was slowly fading from the room. disappearing into the sky... no. she wouldn't let herself slip into the unknown. jerking herself forcefully from the upcoming darkness. she unclutched her hands and ran her hands along the bathroom floor. searching for something solid to grasp on. she was numb, no feeling engulfing her body. the pain in her stomach, the horrid pain in her stomach however was still there engulfing her. but she would have too ignore it. she didn't barely feel the glass shards cutting into her palm as her hands searched. finally her hand, grasped a handle of something. she was vaguely sure they were the scissors. selena leaned her head back against the wall. taking deep breaths, although it was hard through her hysterics. she sat there, waiting for the panic to pass. sure anxiety had happened a few times. but never a attack as brutual as this one.
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