Post by francis chambers on Oct 20, 2011 21:25:26 GMT -5
[/i]ciara, the jew, resident
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[/i][/color] When I was young I fell asleep in the middle of the road, waking up to my mother's shrill screams of terror. I cliff dived when I was twelve and landed a foot from a massive pile of rocks. In carpentry class I cut off my thumb on the wood saw, had it reattached a couple hours later. Broken bones, too many scars.. nothing life threatening. Suppose this is where I figure I'm invinsible, so my career choice should be something that gambles with life. Firefighting.. got through it by volunteering, easy enough. I get home eyes rotting with exhaustion, lungs heaving something nasty, but fulfilled.career
childhood[/i][/color] Mum was a hairdresser, she worked from home. Dad a farmer.. home was a farm, in the middle of no where. Four brothers. two sisters.. I'm the oldest, it's a big family. I've gotta theory that pops bred us for the farm, 'cause as soon as I reached nine he fired most of the hired help. We were always doing stupid shit, we were the reason mama Chambers grayed early... maybe the reasons she has cancer as well. Anyways, left home when I was eighteen, continuing the legacy ~~
relationships[/i][/color] K, so once.. at home, I was fucking this girl, who happened to be seeing my best friend.. who happened to be off training for the war. That's the only time I've had feelings for someone, the best non-relationship I've ever had. Ah, to be young. [/blockquote][/blockquote][/sub][/font][/blockquote]
