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(created 2016-05-16 19:42):
Name: Collin
Age: 16
Gender: Male
This is the irl me, as an every day life, teenager that I am.
so i haven't posted in a while, but.
this is what i've been working on, since, i thought it would be nice to have a persona <3
anyways I am going to provide you with one of MY life stories, which happened when I was 15 of the years August 1st 2015 to April 29th 2016.
Collin, was walking home one day, and obliviously opened the door. Keep in mind, his life hadn't been a living hell, or so he thought.
He stepped on a piece of broken glass, that cut through his shoes cutting the bottom of his foot.
He was confused as to why there were plates, and glasses, shattered, and scattered across the floor.
The tile floors of my Texas home had been scratched. Collin walked into his room, his mother was laying their, her eyes dried with tears.
He asked her what happened. His father had left him. He was confused, for the next month.
They decided it was best to move to another House, City, State at the most.
He wasn't sure how to cope with this, especially making new friends. So he had a friend named Tryston.
They were very good friends at that time, and hanging out with him made Collin feel like he was loved.
It was a good time then, until the day of April 29th 2016.
That's all for my story guys, i love you all
please dont get sad in the comments lol,
ive already forgotten about it pretty much, so...
love you all :)