MASON, bethanie hailey

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[atrb=style,background-color: transparent,bTable] hey guys. my name is bethanie hailey mason, but you can call me beth. everyone else does, so i guess you can too. i'm eighteen years young, and if it isn't already obvious, i'm a female. it should be. what isn't so obvious is the fact that i'm a human, but you can keep that a secret for now.

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personality

[/size][/right]energetic is a good word to describe beth. you see ever since she was about two years old she has always been on the move. always talking, always running around, always keeping busy. beth has never been able to sit still. and if she was sitting still in a seat, she would always have to keep her hands or brain busy. while she was growing up, her parents kept her busy with dance. she kept herself busy but running through the fields, and writing away in her journals.

determined is something that beth is. if she wants to do something, she will try with all her might to get it done. no matter who or what is standing in her way. she doesn't always get everything she wants, but that doesn't stop her from trying again. it takes a lot for her to back down. you tell beth that she can't do something, you bet she will try her best to prove you wrong.

intelligent, beth has always been on the smarter side and her intelligences really showed through when she hit the age of eleven. she can read you anything and spit out almost any definition. this is one of beth's favorite things about herself as it helps her with her writing and it helps her believe it or not with her dancing, helps her remember her routines.

talented, beth is quite talented in two things. the first thing is dance. ever since she was four she learned of this talent. dance just came natural to the over energized kid. she loved it as well. when beth was four she loved the attention more then anything but when she got older she loved dance for what it was. the second talent she has is writing, or at least she thinks she has talent in writing. no matter what she loves it and she is an aspiring writer.

caring. sometimes beth can care to much. she loves everyone and always tries to see the good in people. she looks at the world as if the glass was half full not half empty. she always will help people less fortunate then her. she always tries to help anyone in need. sometimes the fact that beth is so caring, can back fire on her, because she put's other before her and sometimes she doesn't see her needs and beth ends up getting hurt.

forgiving. beth is very forgiving. she believes in second changes. actually, beth believes in more then second chances. like i said, she is caring and sometimes her heart gets in the way of her head. she knows everyone makes mistakes and sometimes so does beth, so beth learned to be forgiving.

quirky. you can say beth is a bit quirky. she likes to run through fields, dance in the rain, and walk around with no shoes on. she feels like shoes restrict her some how, she loves the feeling of the ground underneath her feet. she loves to climb buildings and laying on the roof and watching the stars or finding shapes in the clouds and letting her imagination run wild.

outgoing. you would imagine a girl like beth being energetic and all would be outgoing. she is the one that will talk to the knew kid. try to help anyone. she is the one that if you put her in a crowd of people and put the spot light on her, she'd be okay with that. well to a certain extent, as long as she knows all the people. she can be surprisingly shy at times. beth is also the girl who is willing to try anything once.

vampires... well they are okay, they don't bother me much. i am glad they came out and showed the world who they were. it is awful they had to hide. you know, and they don't hurt to many people. okay the ones i have met have been okay.. i really have no opinion on it, i don't really get mixed up with that kind of thing and if i do. what an adventure it would be.

history

[/size][/right]i was born eighteen years ago to an overprotecting mother and an overbearing father. and a brother who was four years older. she grew up on a vineyard down in alabama. her dad made wine and her mother owned a ranch. she grew up riding horses as well. she had an amazing childhood, running around wild, riding horses and growing up helping her dad make wine. the had a very comfortable life. she started dance when she was four, and she started really getting into writing when she was about ten. she fell in love with these two things and her parents caught on quick. she was put into almost every dance class they could get her into and they got her a private tutor for her writing. but no matter how full her schedule was like she always made sure that she had time for her friends and family. she always made sure that she had time to spend with her brother as she idolized him. she wanted to be just like her brother, but that was hard since he played football and likes to get all the girls and she was dance and writing. they were polar opposite but they got along great. she studied hard and lived life she went to prom and fell in love with a few people and got her heart broke a few times. now she moved away to start a new life in college but misses home at times as well.[/div][/td][td]

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role play sample

[/size][/right]brown hair blowing softly in the warm breeze around her face. eyes wide and excited trying to stay open with out blinking, looking at all the interesting things she never thought possible to exist. the smell of fire, animals and food mixing together with every breath she took. a soft and slight smile playing on her lips. can you guess where she was. charlie walked slowly around the bustling circus, passing crying children because they didn't win at a game, and people pointing and staring at what they were calling circus freaks. charlie hated the word freak, what made them a freak? she would never know. sure they were different because they could eat fire, fold themselves into a small box, walk on nails and more, but that didn't make them freaks... did it? she walked past carts with food, rides and more. charlie loved the circus and the atmosphere that it held. when you were at a circus you were part of a crowd, no one stood out, everyone blended together. while walking around the circus, she stopped as she was instantly fascinated by what looked like a family who were "performing" in front of her. she walked closer to them and took a seat in one of the many folding chairs that she assumed the family had put out. as soon as charlie took a seat the youngest child who looked about five came up to her and gave her a flower. charlie smiled and took it from her. thank you beautiful she said as she took the flower from the little girl's hand and kiss her forehead. the family of five looked normal enough, well on the outside at least, but they had an amazing talent. a talent that would consider them in most people's view... freaks.

charlie sat back leaning against the chair as she crossed her legs and ran her hand through her hair to get all the loose and free strands out of her face, before putting her hands on her lap while still holding the small flower. this whole family were more flexible then any dancer or gymnast. she watched the children bend in unbelievable ways, do amazing stances on really high beams, she was secretly scared that they were going to fall, but they never did. she apparently made them happy because when they looked at her they would always smile as charlie's face always had an expression of amazement. she assumed that is what they were going for, and she assumed right. about thirty minutes later the family was done with their little routine and she started clapping. as soon as she stood up to leave she jumped as there was someone standing right next to her. the family of freaks are truly amazing. the old man said as he gave her a pathetic smile that he thought was going to charm her, but charlie being who she was shied away from him. she looked away from his face and blushed why was she blushing she wouldn't understand the man was creepy. they aren't freaks but yes they are amazing. she said quietly as she turned away from him and started to walk in the opposite direction of him. hoping that he wasn't following. he was an old creepy man, and charlie wasn't into that. people who were in their upper forties and lower fifties, she had to admit, they had guts to hit on a girl who was barely legal to drink, but at the same time it was just gross.

charlie looked behind her to see if the creepy man was following her. charlie was thankful he wasn't following her. she headed toward the area where all the animals were as she found her favorite. the sea lions, she was always fascinated by them. she leaned against the rail and watched them swim around and play.


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