Hey, my name is Emma. Emma Marie Justice. I have blonde hair. I always get them dumb blonde jokes but, I'm a straight A student. My hair is just hair. Nothing about it is beautiful. I have crystal blue eyes. They sometimes shimmer if you look at them just right. I'm 5' 8" so I'm kinda tall. But I'm not too tall or too short. So I guess that's a good thing. Im 15 and loving life so far. I have a few friends. But, besides from me. I have a small family. Just me, my little brother Hunter, my mom Angie, an my dad Justin. My family has money but were not rich. I've never missed a day of school in my entire life so I'm kind of a geek. One day, just one day, I wish all that could change. __________________________________ Hey I'm Hunter. I'm Emma's little brother. Haha. She's fun to annoy. It's like watching a episode of Jersey Shore when she gets mad. I'm 13 so I'm not too much younger than my sister. I have brown hair and green eyes. Nothing special about me really. My sister gets all the attention cause she's like the 'perfect' person. Me on the other hand...not so much. I'm failing all my classes, but it's not like I really care. Oh well, I'm 5' 7". I take advantage of my height. It does good sometimes. I'm like amazing at basketball. Oh an yeah I'm the popular kid at school. See ya. __________________________________ Hello, I'm Angie. I'm Emma and Hunters mom. They are my entire life. Emma looks alot like me. Hunter looks and acts more like his dad. I was a geek in school myself, but Emma's a strong girl she can make it. I'm 37. Yeah yeah. I'm old I get it. Don't need to make a fuss over it. Guess that's all you need to know.. Oh yeah one more thing I'm married to Justin. __________________________________ Hey there, I'm Justin. A husband, dad, and so much more. I'm 38. I don't care what you think about me. I'm me and that's it. I have a amazing daughter, couldnt ask for a better one. And my son, well he's just like me so what can I say. My wife, oh my wife, she's beautiful. I cherish everyday I spend with her. I couldn't ask for a better wife. __________________________________ Hey ladies. I'm Cody Lee Allen. I'm 16 and my relationship status is S-I-N-G-L-E! Understand that ladies(;. I'm currently 6'0". Yeah I'm tall. Ha. Whatever. I don't care about my height. I'm the type of guy every girl wants to date...yeah not gonna happen. My school recently assigned me a tutor..I forgot her name but oh well. I have dirty blonde hair. Yes, it's a flip. I don't see what the big deal is. Ha. I have brown eyes. Last time a girl looked in them...yeah you know the rest. Well, my family is rich. Just me, my mom, and my dad. So I don't have to worry about any annoying siblings. THANK GOD! Well gotta go. Peace Feedback? Please. Greatly appreciated.
Emma's POV __________________________________ It was 10 pm. I wasn't tired. I kept glancing at my clock waiting for the time to change. I looked around my room. My eyes fixated on my desk. Where on the very top of the desk sat my journal. I needed to write a new entry. It's been about 2 weeks. I mumbled to myself "This should be fun." I climb out of bed and tip toed over to the desk. Making sure the floors didn't creek. I didn't want to wake anyone up. Considering they were all asleep. I pulled out my chair quietly and sat down and pulled my journal down from the top shelf. I opened the journal to my last entry, and rubbed my hand across the page. It felt cold. And I could see my words slightly smeared from where I was crying the night I wrote that. On the page it said: " June 1st 2012, Today has been the worst. I went to school and was bullied. I was called name I can't even say their so horrible. I ate lunch in the bathroom stall. I can't take it. When I got home, I cut myself. Yes, cut. I couldn't help it. It just came over me. I saw blood poor out of my arm. What have I done? I cut myself. I..I did the worst thing I could've ever done. I can't tell my parents. They would kill me. But, death wouldn't hurt...would it? It would put me out of all this pain and misery that my parents know nothing about." I felt tears feel my eyes. I shut the journal quickly not wanting to read anymore or write. I ran to my bed, not caring if anyone woke up. I just needed to feel the comfort. I hugged my pillow and fell asleep that night while crying. Good? Or no? Feedback? Please!
Okay I REALLY hated how you described your characters. It was like a police description!!!! Right: I was walking home feeling my blonde hair go everywhere. WRONG: I have straight blonde hair.
Thanks and I will it's just starting off so it's gonna be a lil rocky...but just hang in there please