This is taken from my other bio cuz it still hurts writing it, so I've copied and pasted..
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I've been told by many people that I look dark and intense. There are reasons. I will briefly go over it for you all. Do not be horrible to me, else I will find you. I am trained in combat so be aware.
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Um, my mum and dad split up when I was 6 months. (even tinier me XD) Me and my mum moved to live with her parents up in Scotland (best place ever) Then when I was one, Mum bought a small (titchy) cottage in a village (it wasn't really a village, it didn't even have a pub)
Of course I still had to keep seeing my dad, I went to his house for a weekend every two weeks. Let's just say he had a motorbike obsession and he wasn't a great parent... that should hopefully show that it was dangerous there. He did some pretty awful stuff, but I'm ok. Anyway, by the time I was 8, I was starting to get old enough to make my own decisions.
It was Christmas Eve and I was due to go to my dads house, but I didn't want to. The last time I'd visited I'd hurt myself and I didn't want to go back. It was also my little (half) sister's first Christmas that she'd remember. When my dad came to the door, I opened it. He had his usual fake smile on. (I never smiled as a kid tbh..)
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"I don't want to see you again." I told him, then I closed the door. He knocked on it but I didn't answer it. He came back 20 minutes later. I repeated myself and closed the door. I've grown up without him, but that's ok. I don't need him. I haven't seen him for almost 6 years now, (24.12.11) but that's ok.
