Post by Deleted on Jun 29, 2014 19:54:34 GMT -5
 KRYSTINA LUGUBELENUS FIFTEEN half-blood fifth year gryffindor student 10 in., hippogriff feather, holly BIRTHDAY: December 14th, 2009 PATRONUS: N/A ABILITIES: N/A You think you know someone and then... you really don't. This person can be your one and only; the person that grounds you and keeps you completely and utterly in love with them. This person can be the one that brings you so much joy, you think nothing in the world will go wrong. But then... it does. And sometimes we don't know how to handle it or it affects us so much, that we become a completely different person. Sometimes, it breaks a person to the point of not knowing what the truth is anymore; what purpose you really have or why it is happening to you. So many questions swarm inside you and take over your every waking thought. These are the demons I face. These are the feelings that are cooped up so tightly, that my gut is always wrenching; always screaming. I want to scream. I want to cry. Sometimes... I want to be invisible. But instead, I make myself known. The start to my life was a good one, as my parents are wonderful and love me unconditionally. They're the type of parents anyone would wish for, even though they can be annoyingly smothering sometimes. Sure, they have their issues. I mean, we have our issues, but doesn't every family? It's just the stupid things like why didn't I clean my room when I was asked, or why didn't I do this or that? At times it's just my parents bickering over things like work or what to make for dinner or what outfit to wear to a gathering. You see, it's just a normal family, aside from the fact we're a magical family. We're not the prissy purebloods you hear about, but we definitely use magic. I was raised in a muggle town though, seeing as my parents thought it would be the best for me. Sure, they taught me some things as I grew up, and I met some other wizarding families, but I wasn't in the center of the wizarding world. I was born in the small town of Rothenburg, Germany so when I turned eleven, my letter didn't come from the infamous Hogwarts. My letter arrived from Durmstrang. It would be a lie to say I wasn't excited to go. Who wouldn't be? I was about to go to a school for people like me; wizards and witches alike. Finally, I would be able to learn more than just the basics. As a first year, it wasn't hard for me to make friends. I'm a fairly outgoing girl who loves to have a good time. I was a good girl though. I took my studies seriously and I treated authority with respect. I did what I was told, you know? I mean, I partied a bit and took adventures I probably shouldn't have. But I stayed out of trouble for the most part. Along came third year; the year I started to really think about boys and see them as more than friends. I mean, I had baby crushes in my past two years, but I was starting to get real... hormones I guess you could say. It's an odd topic to talk about, so I'll just move on. It was the year I had my first boyfriend though. I know, you're probably thinking, 'oh, thirteen years old. You can't have a boyfriend at that age.' Well I did, and I adored him. He was one of the popular boys and pureblood to boot. Not that it mattered, but it was nice to be noticed by someone that was liked by so many people. It made me feel special to be even an option for him. Isn't that any girls dream? He was two years older than me, but I didn't mind. It made me even more excited to be liked by an older boy. My friends were all so jealous. But they shouldn't have been. Behind closed doors, they didn't know what he was really like. After a few months of dating, I was introduced to the real Daniel. Oh right, that's his name by the way. But continuing on... We were hanging out together, just the two of us and I said something. For the life of me I can't remember what it was, but I know it was irrelevant and stupid. That's when I felt it. The sting upon my cheek right before hot tears streamed down them. He had struck me. Terrified, I stared wide eyed at him as he tried to apologize. He said he wouldn't do it again. He said he didn't mean to. He promised. He lied. As the year continued on and the year after that, I stayed with him. Not because I liked him anymore, but because I was afraid to leave him. What would he do if I broke up with him? The abuse continued, especially when I wouldn't put out. I was thirteen/fourteen years old! I wasn't ready for anything like that and it made him angry. He kept telling me I needed to stop teasing him. That I was a tramp; flirting and making out... letting him get so far and then stopping. I didn't want it. I really didn't want him anymore, but again, I couldn't leave. I was so afraid, confused, angry, and many more emotions. The sad part was, they all stayed pent up inside. Never did I allow them to show, because I didn't want him to know; I didn't want anyone to know. Especially not my parents. However, all of the pent up anger made me lash out, act out. My grades slipped. I back mouthed not only my parents, but my teachers as well. I just didn't care. I was so torn up inside and confused, I just couldn't concentrate or put my mind on the important things anymore. My parents weren't standing for it. It was almost the middle of my fifth year, right before break started when they told me we were moving. They said they were putting me in Hogwarts, so I could be around my cousin Icarus. They thought that he would do some good for my attitude problems. That's what they called it. Attitude problems. If only they knew the truth. But I still wouldn't tell them, no matter how many times they asked me why I was acting the way I was. The thing was, while I was completely angry at the thought of leaving what friends I had left, I was relieved to be leaving the one boy that was making my life a living hell. I didn't tell him we were leaving. I didn't want to face him. So, we just... did. Now I'm continuing my education at Hogwarts and was sorted into the house of Gryffindor. Honestly, I don't know why, or what that even means, but it really doesn't matter. I just want to get through this year and the last two after. I just... I just don't even care anymore. Can you blame me? hey guys, my name is KAIT! and I am rocking it at 21 years old, role-playing for roughly IDK years - so i'm pretty chill with anything. i'm in the EASTERN time zone, and hail from THE UNITED STATES so how about that! currently my character looks just like ELLA PURNELL or so i am told! I found y'all at STAYING and that's pretty awesome isn't it? I currently have other faces on here known as ANNABETH BENNETT, ROSE WEASLEY, EMMALINE SUMMERBY, PANSY ZABINI, DAHLIA MONROE, ARYA GOYLE, AND XARRAH OLLIVANDER, so hit them up for plotting! anyways; peace my dears! |
I love her and Icarus will too, and he isn't going to stand for anyone hurting her! Anyways, I love her Kait, claims are next dear 