Post by sam on Nov 2, 2012 18:26:37 GMT -5
samantha jane mason
"Check yes Juliet
I'll be waiting
Wishing wanting yours for the taking
Just sneak out and don't tell a soul goodbye"
I'll be waiting
Wishing wanting yours for the taking
Just sneak out and don't tell a soul goodbye"
fighting back the tears, mother reads the
NAME samantha jane mason
GENDER female
NICKNAMES SJ, Sam, Sammy
AGE 22
MEMBERGROUP press
POSITION journalist
SEXUALITY heterosexual
PLAYED BY hayley williams
note again. sixteen candles burn in her mind,
HI I'M SJ AND THIS IS ME:
I was born on December 4th on a cool day, in New York City. My parents were in love with each other, and loved their baby girl. I have a twin sister, Sydney. We were raised with love and patience. When I turned five, they moved to sacramento california where we stayed until I turned 16. I always had trouble calling home, 'home' I love my mom and dad and sister, of course, but . . .still, something was missing. One day, I came home from school, and went straight upstairs and curled up in my bed and cried. I guess I was just tired of not feeling at home, and I was nervous because for a few weeks, my boyfriend and i had been planning to run away that night. i packed some clothes, a new phone, my ipod and guitar, sleeping bag, and grabbed the 1,500 dollars i pulled together and climbed down my fire escape. my boyfriend and i took a bus to LA, and stayed at a dingy apartment for a year. we both got jobs and worked hard, buy i knew it wasnt going to work. i didnt love the guy. . .why did i run away with him then? . . .well. . .i just cant stay in one place. nothing was wrong with him, he was amazing. handsome, smart, funny, he always said what i needed to hear. . .maybe. . .maybe i started to feel for him but i wad thinking maybe i'm getting in too deep, I'm just a kid. so i ran one night. all the way to boston.
when i got there, i pulled enough money together, by thievery, to buy my own loft. it was nice. i got a job and went to school, getting my high school diploma, i even got into a nice community college. Thats about the time a met Kevin. He was handsome, so so handsome, and charming. we hit it off and after six months of dating we decided to move in together. but we were both tired of boston. we wanted an adventure. we were both into horror stories, and picked out the Amittyville horror house. It was a pretty house with its own dock, and a story of its own, however dark it was. so we moved in, and it was a week in when things started to sour. kevin woke up screaming every night from nightmares, grew depressed. . .he wasn't kevin. i grew scared of him. i asked him if we could leave, but that made him worse. one night, it was 28 days in the house, i woke up and he wasnt in bed. i looked around the house, but he wasnt in there. i was extremely worried, so i put some shoes on and walked to the dock to see if he was out there. i heard a gun shot, and the wood next to me splintered. i turned and there was kevin, holding his shotgun pointed at me. i ran into the dock and dove into the water, and got onshore near the woods and ran through them, fearing he'd catch me.
i made it to the sheriff's home, and i stayed with his wife while he went to go find kevin with his back up. Well, they found Kevin. He had shot himself. After that, I moved to LA, and have been living there since then. . .maybe i should find my sister .. .
she take the blame, it's always the same.
YOUR NAME sly
SOMETHING AWESOME neh
she goes down on her knees and prays