Post by emma m. miller on Jul 19, 2013 21:27:11 GMT
emma marie miller ,
em. nineteen. human. emma watson.
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Emma Marie Miller was born to Robert and Michelle Miller on June 15, in Surrey, England. Her parents met one night at college. Michelle was walking back to her dorm after studying at the library for a few hours. From that day, Robert asked Michelle out on a date and since that day, they became inseparable. Right after college, Robert and Michelle got married and not even a year into their marriage, she gave birth to a boy, Matthew Robert Miller. Two years later, Michelle gave birth to Emma, and Matthew became very protective of Emma. Emma soon became close to her brother and they were like two peas in a pod. Always doing everything together.
When Emma was 10, her parents decided to move from England to the island of Tully. She had never heard of Tully but her brother assured her that it would be fun, almost like a vacation all the time. Emma was better at the idea of moving, up until she started high school. When her brother entered high school, they still did everything together. But when she was a freshman, and he joined the football team as a Junior, that was when it all changed. That was when Emma's life changed, now she says it's for the better, but when it first happened, she thought her life was coming to an end.
Emma decided to go to a party after the football game, because her brother said she could tag along. As soon as her brother got there, he ditched her and went off with his friends. Emma ended up wandering around the party before she was taken into a bedroom in the house. From there, everything went black. When she woke up, she realized that she had been raped. By who, she had no idea. One thing she did know, however, about her attacker was that he wasn't human. At least most of the time. See the island of Tully have people who are animorphs. She could tell, by the claw marks on her side, that the guy who did this to her was one of them.
About a month and a half later, Emma found out that she was pregnant. At 14 years old, being pregnant was one of the worst things that could possibly happen to someone. She cried, and cried, and cursed her brother for making this happen to her. She blamed her brother because if he had never left her alone at the party, this never would have happened. However, at the age of 15, she gave birth to a beautiful baby girl named Brielle. When Brielle was 2, while playing one day, she animorphed into a chipmunk. Emma realized that her daughter wasn't human, but in fact an animoprh. She didn't care, she loved her daughter. Now, at the age of 4, her daughter has learned to control changing and lives a normal life, for the most part anyway.
All her life, she was fearless, but that was because she had her big brother to look up to and to protect her. When the rape happened, she became fearful. To this day, she still jumps at every sound she hears when she's alone. She's not one to be alone by herself anymore afraid that the guy who did this is still out there and will find her and make her life hell. One thing Emma needs someone to be is trust worthy to her. She's a trust worthy person. If she gives someone her word, she doesn't back down on it. And most of the time, people tell her she's too nice for her own good. She wants everyone to be happy around her and she's raising her own daughter under the same principles.
Growing up through high school, with a daughter, was tough. Now, the toughest thing she is going to face, is getting through college and finding a guy who will accept her for having a four year old daughter. And hoping that they accept her for who she is after she tells them how she became pregnant.
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Kellie. 22. 10+ years. By PM.Sarah left her night job at the strip club. That's right, it was read correctly. Sarah works, during the day (when she's not at school), as a waitress at Ellen's Stardust Diner in Manhattan. When the night time hits, around 8pm or so, Sarah makes her way to the private strip club that she works at. She hates working there but she gets good money. Just tonight she made well over 450 dollars, just for 4 hours of work. That's about 100 dollars an hour. As much as she hates it, she needs the extra cash. Sarah waved to her girlfriends who were hanging out outside, smoking. That was one thing that Sarah had not picked up at the joint. The girls there all smoked. Sarah didn't want to smoke because she thought it was disgusting. She despised it and that was mainly influenced by her ex husband, Anthony.
Anthony.. the one name that can send shivers down her spine and make her heart skip a beat. Sarah and Anthony met when he was home for R&R from the Army. They started dating and immediately fell in love. When he came home from Iraq they got engaged and a few months later got married. No one but their friends know that they were married because they wanted to get married on the down low and then have a bigger wedding when they could afford it. Sadly, they got divorced before that could have happened. Sarah stopped in front of the bar near her strip joint. Sarah's heart skipped a beat when she saw a familiar face, and that familiar face happened to be Anthony.
Sarah looked down at what she was wearing. She forgot to change her shirt so she still had her shirt, well it really isn't considered a shirt, from when she was dancing at the strip club. Sarah shrugged and she walked into the bar. Immediately, men's eyes turned to look at her and she saw a few familiar faces from tonight. She kept her head down and made her way over to the bar area where Anthony was bar tending. She sat down and waited for him to come over. She didn't know how this was going to go. Last she heard, he hated her guts and talked shit about her. She hoped that tonight would be a good night and she wouldn't get into a fight with him. She looked at him and she felt the love she had for him there and it was stronger than ever.