Post by acacia joy walker on Apr 6, 2011 19:40:10 GMT -5
ACACIA joy WALKER .
this biography is ( complete !)
[/justify]- - tell us, who wears the pants around here?Your Name: Pixel
Other Characters? Adele, Sadie, and Blaine
How Did You Find Us? ---- - give us some basics, what do we need to know?
Full Name: Acacia Joy Walker
Nick Names: Kaci
Age: Sixteen
Birthday: January 1
Birth Place: Regina, Saskatchewan, Canada
Grade: Sophomore
Gender: Female
Orientation: Straight
Face Claim: Diva Atlanta
- - so how did you end up here at Deer Creek?
"I have a whole plethora of issues. Mostly I'm here because my mom just couldn't deal with me. I've done a bunch of partying, and I won't lie, I'm kind of a sex addict. Here was the kicker, though. I'm schizzo. You know, like schizophrenic? Yeah, it's pretty intense. Well, not really. I'm not as bad as some people. The biggest thing was the voices. And the fact that I had some ADDish tendencies. Like, I'll jump from one thought to another and nobody knows what I'm talking about because it doesn't make sense to them, even though it makes perfect sense in my head. Oh, and the voices caused destructive behavior. For instance, they'd tell me to cut myself, and I would. And there was a lot of, "Kaci, you're worthless," ect. ect. you get the picture. Oh, and the doctors think the schizophrenia was what caused the whole sex addiction, thing. People with schizophrenia don't build relationships like normal people do. Although now that the schizophrenia's under control, I'm still addicted to sex, and I'm still a major partier, and I still hate my mom. So, mommy dearest just sorta hit the end of her rope and shipped me off here, to "deal with the rest of my problems," whatever that means."
- - well, give us the full run down, your whole life story
"Okay, my name is Acacia Joy Walker, but mostly I just go by Kaci. In fact, almost exclusively by Kaci. Only my grandma calls me Acacia, usually. I don't even know where it comes from. It's some kind of tree or some stupid shit like that. I don't even know. I've never really looked. Like I say, I mostly go by Kaci, so I've never really bothered to worry about my real name that much. Anyway, my daddy was a soldier. He and I were really close. We traveled a lot. My mom and I...I dunno, we just never really got along, I guess. My dad grew up riding horses, and so, I know I don't look like the type, but I've been riding since I was pretty little, and got into Dressage when I was like, ten. My mom was never that supportive of my riding, I guess. My dad was always the one who came to all my shows and competitions, the one who was always there supporting me. Mom was just...I don't know, not supportive.
"Then, two years ago, my dad went back into active duty and got deployed to Afghanistan. It was my eighth grade year of school, and, well...I still remember the day the two uniforms showed up at our door to tell us that my daddy wouldn't be coming home. A couple days later, my mom found out that she was pregnant with Macy. It seemed like a cruel twist of fate, then. When Macy was born, Mom just turned into a bitch, and that was when I started hearing the voices. I felt like I had no support at home, and without my dad, my whole world felt like it had just crashed down. I didn't know how to cope, and then my mom starting getting abusive. She'd keep me from riding and she started throwing things at me. That was when the voices started telling me to cut. And so I did. That was when I started sneaking out, too, getting into drugs and parties. And sex.
"That went on for a year, and then my mom caught me sneaking in through my window one night. We had a huge fight, like, huge, it almost came to blows. She kicked me out and I ended up going to live with one of my guy friends, Damon. His mom sort of adopted me and became like my real mom, and she was the one who found out about my cutting and the voices and got me into see a doctor and paid for all my meds and shit. I got better, although me and Damon were still partying, and then I ended up moving back in with my mom, but it wasn't long before we were back at each other's throats again, and so she shipped me off here. I miss my dad more than anything, and staying off the alcohol is gonna be hard as fuck, but the sex I'm definitely gonna miss the most. But I guess, what the fuck ever."
[/blockquote][/blockquote][/blockquote]"Then, two years ago, my dad went back into active duty and got deployed to Afghanistan. It was my eighth grade year of school, and, well...I still remember the day the two uniforms showed up at our door to tell us that my daddy wouldn't be coming home. A couple days later, my mom found out that she was pregnant with Macy. It seemed like a cruel twist of fate, then. When Macy was born, Mom just turned into a bitch, and that was when I started hearing the voices. I felt like I had no support at home, and without my dad, my whole world felt like it had just crashed down. I didn't know how to cope, and then my mom starting getting abusive. She'd keep me from riding and she started throwing things at me. That was when the voices started telling me to cut. And so I did. That was when I started sneaking out, too, getting into drugs and parties. And sex.
"That went on for a year, and then my mom caught me sneaking in through my window one night. We had a huge fight, like, huge, it almost came to blows. She kicked me out and I ended up going to live with one of my guy friends, Damon. His mom sort of adopted me and became like my real mom, and she was the one who found out about my cutting and the voices and got me into see a doctor and paid for all my meds and shit. I got better, although me and Damon were still partying, and then I ended up moving back in with my mom, but it wasn't long before we were back at each other's throats again, and so she shipped me off here. I miss my dad more than anything, and staying off the alcohol is gonna be hard as fuck, but the sex I'm definitely gonna miss the most. But I guess, what the fuck ever."
