Name: "Charlie Mackey.." He hides his face with an oversized sleeve. (dab)
Age: "..." (11, almost 12)
Gender: His cheeks turn red. "D-does that mean..?" (Male)
Personality: Charlie is somewhat shy due to being berated about his previous chatterbox ways from kindergarten to the grade he's in now. He's craved physical contact and affection ever since his father died of disease and left him with his mother, but gets scared when he's touched too much. There are some odd times where he closes himself off mentally and is unresponsive to anything happening around him. He's plagued by horrible dreams of his father's final moments alive in the hospital.
Appearance: He's rather small and skinny, and his skin is sickly looking due to his many days spent outside without sustenance or shelter. He has a face full of freckles that frame huge bright yellow-green eyes and a button nose. His long black hair covers his eyes most of the time.
Likes: "Do you like poetry, too?"
Dislikes: "Talking too much.. It ends badly."
Scene: You see a small boy sleeping on a bench in the park, no pillow, no blanket. He's shivering and his face has a twisted look.
What do you do?
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RandomDisclaimer: Much of the art in this book used to represent my characters is not mine.