Name: Hi, I am Kendra Dionne.
Nicknames: Some people call me Ken, others call me K. A few even call me Dra. But most call me CK, short for Crazy K Doesn’t really matter. Age: I am 17 years old.
Black Cat Talent: I’m pretty good with people so the other Cats usually have me talk people up and get some information. I.. uhm.. have a way with words. I can also be a pretty good distraction.
Stress Factors: I love my boyfriend. I really do.. But.. I don’t think I’m in love with him. I am actually in love with one of my fellow Cats.. And I don’t think he feels the same way.
Likes:
- Dogs
Hankido (Korean Martial art based on traditional dances)
Organizing
Singing
Fire
Dancing
Doing crazy things.
Being dangerous.
- Being underestimated
Texting, can’t you just call me?
Making decisions
The dark
Bullies
Being told I can’t.
Personality:[b] Oh boy, where to begin. I used to be a bit socially awkward. And now I’m still socially awkward, but I’m crazy too, so it makes up for it, I guess. I would probably do anything I’m put up to… jumping off bridges, B&E’s(that’s a give in), dancing in public, although I’m good at that. My parents call me a wild child, but are so happy I have friends now, they could really care less what I do. Let’s do this in sections. In school, I don’t really screw around that much. I try to get good grades for my parent’s sake. I don’t really do much at school, other than school itself. With my noncat friends, we mostly do stupid stuff that usually ends in a hospital trip. We get in trouble and are banned from just about every place but the park.
When I am with the Black Cat, there isn’t a drastic change. We do our thing with the vandalizing which is the whole point, but if we’re all just chilling together I am usually bouncing off the walls or playing with fire. Oh id I mention I’m a pyromaniac? It’s soooo fun. Okay so this one time we were all in someone’s basement and I’m lighting matches with my teeth, right? It’s really hard to do but after a lot of practice I finally figured it out.. Anyway! I accidently burnt my tongue somehow, but the match didn’t go out! So when I threw it, it landed on the carpet, and started a fire! We all started beating it, and now there is a burn mark on the carpet. It was hilarious. Wait, what was I saying? Oh, this might be a good time to tell you I have self diagnosed ADD. Possibly ADHD. I am always hyper. On lots of sleep, some sleep, little sleep or no sleep, I’m still on hyper mode. Not like the annoying kind of hyper. It’s sort of like, I can call it out when I want it. It’s sorta like a superpower.
[b]History: I went to Kindergarten and 1st grade in the regular public school, then my parents pulled me out to homeschool me because of my anxiety. In 7th grade, I was sent to an all girls Catholic School. It was fun at first. I wasn’t at the stage of liking boys yet, because I was a little socially awkward. I didn’t have many friends before, and when I got to St. Lucia’s, I wasn’t very good at making friends either. I was the weird girl. Most times, it didn’t bother me. I liked to think I was the loner type. And I was, for a while. Then they started talking. They spread rumors about me. And apparently it was a crime to be there on scholarship since my parents couldn’t afford it. I have been dancing since I was 2. I was in ballet then, and when I was 8 I started taking hip-hop. And at 12 I began taking Hankido. It’s safe to say I’m a dancer. Well, that provoked more rumors. They said that I was a stripper to make some extra money. I didn’t tell the sisters because I didn’t want to seem like a pity case. That went on for 4 years, then my junior year, last year, I transferred to public school. I started new. I kinda went off the deep end too. I got the reputation of the crazy Catholic girl. Which, was better than being called a stripper. I went to all the crazy parties. I jumped off a bridge once into the river on a dare. Some of the guys started calling me Crazy K, CK for short. I like it. My boyfriend, Nate, he only calls me Kendra though.
I found out about the cats and I wanted in. Having spent 4 years surrounded by undeserving, selfish bitches, I wanted to make right in the world. The guy who first called me CK introduced me to the Black Cat. I joined without hesitation.
Other: I have an anxiety disorder. It’s really bad actually. I refuse to take my pills, and that might be where my jumpy/hyperness comes from. Either way, I get panic attacks for no reason. Some are mild, just shaking. Others I’m shaking so bad I can barely function. The worst is when I hallucinate. I can feel them coming. And the only way to stop them is adrenaline. That’s why I always do crazy stuff. It’s not for the attention or anything, it’s to keep me sane.