The country I was born in: England
The month, date,and year I was born in: July 20, 1992
My gender: As female as you can get
My age: 20
The clothes I wear: *i will add this later*
What I see in the mirror:
Cleo has medium-length brown curls with natural golden highlights. She's rather short, at 4'11", with a delicate lithe build. From a very young age she's been a ballerina, so she has long powerful legs but a thin body. She's very graceful as she moves, almost as if she was dancing as she walks. Her eyes are a deep, endless shade of blue that are easy to get caught up in, rimmed with long dark lashes. On the inside of her wrist she has a tattoo of a very small dove, and you probably wouldn't notice unless she meant to show you.
Things Ive grown fond of:
-music
-flirting
-cats
-having fun
-her band mates
attention
Things that get on my nerves:
-being told what to do
-stiff and stuffy people
-obnoxious people
-people rolling their eyes at her
-being shushed
What i'm scared of:
-drowning
-spiders
-losing her loved ones
Whats wrong with me: *will add later*
What happened to me: After seeing her parents die in front of her, she had to move in with her abusive uncle. Nobody belived to when she told them- they all figured seeing her parents die had made her go a little crazy. So she started drinking, and occasionaly, cutting.
Good things about me:
-She is feircly loyal
-She i very intelligent
-She is very loving and affectionate towards herr loved ones
-really, she has a very good heart
Bad things about me:
-She can be sarcastic and rather uncaring
-she is a terrible flirt
-She is very reckless and rebellious
What is my sexuality: Cleo is somewhat boring in this department- she's straight
My back story: Cleo Anne Monroe was born into a powerful, rich family in England. So she was raised to be a proper and polite young lady. On the outside: she was delicate yet not too fragile or needy; kind, yet firm. On the inside? This lifestyle was driving her insane. When she was about 15, she started tiny, quiet ittle rebellions against her forcefully prim and proper mother. She was always late, and would often just stare when a man politley offered his hand. Her and her mother where arguing a few monthes later when their car crashed. Her parents screamed and writhed in pain for a few moments before dying in front of their daughter. Once they died, she was forced to move in with hr pysically abusive uncle.
Her singing voice: *wll add later*
Theme song: *will add later*