My name is Sadie, and this is me, I guess...
Age: Eighteen
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Heterosexual
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Sometimes I wonder...what if dreams are real, and what we think of as reality, is just a dream?
Eye Color: Dark brown
Height: 5'4
Weight: 120lbs
Description: Sadie, an otherwise average girl, has the simple beauty reminiscent of some sort of goddess. She isn't particularly tall, or particularly special, but sometimes it can seem almost as though there's a kind of warm glow to her skin that makes the people around her feel better. Her hair is somewhere between a light brown, or a sandy blonde, and hangs straight and soft to her shoulders. Her bangs can half conceal her eyes on occasion, but it's more a endearing look than anything else. Her eyes a warm brown, almost amber in color, and tend to glint with cheerful playfulness or the promise or hint of something more than there really is.
Freedom || Drawing || Her cat, Louie || Cookies || Tea || The sea || Playing piano || Dancing
Dislikes
Lies || Being trapped || Coffee || Her dad || Being cold || Boring people || Rules || Being told what to do
Personality: Sadie is a pretty easy going girl who loves to laugh, and makes a point of enjoying life. She adores being around the people that love her, and brightens up any room with her easy jokes. She's easy company, and easy to get along with. But she's one of those people that needs a lot of freedom in her life. She hates being told what to do, and she hates feeling as though she's under a lot of pressure. As easy going as she is, she's very relaxed, however that only means that she is prone to completely breaking down and/or becoming very angry very quickly, but this is very rare. She's a passionate person, and loves to make others feel good, and although she'll never admit it she likes when other people take time for her like she does for them.
History/Bio: Sadie's parents, Lucy and Stuart, had their first and only child on the fifth of May. Overjoyed with the little girl they wanted and dreamed of for so long, they rose her together in complete peace. For seven years, Sadie was the best thing that ever happened to them. Lucy and Stuart were completely and totally in love, but then Rosemary came along. Blonde, busty, and young, she had her eyes set on Stuart from day one. Six months later, he left.
Confused and afraid, Sadie couldn't understand why her daddy didn't love her anymore, and why he had gone. Lucy fell into a spiral of alcoholism and depression, and it wasn't for another four years that they heard from Stuart again. His precious Rosemary had left him, as apparently was her habit. Lucy, unable to turn him away, accepted her husband back into her home, but he wasn't the same man. Eleven year old Sadie was almost painfully young, and vulnerable, and it was upon finding this out that Stuart allowed little Sadie to take the force of his newfound anger. He hit her, regularly. The beatings seemed harsh at first, but it didn't take long for the little girl to realize that if it made her daddy feel better, then it couldn't be so bad. He must only do it because he loved her.
This continued for two more years, with the beatings concentrated to areas that no one would see. Her legs were constantly black or blue, and as was her torso. No one ever noticed, and Sadie never told anyone. It wasn't until, in a blind and drunk rage, her mother finally lashed out at Stuart. He confessed all, and then he left again, for what Sadie thought was the last time. Her life continued. Shocked, scared and uncertain, Sadie just let her life continue. She saw her father still, but rarely, and even then it was mostly in her nightmares. Despite the complications of her home life, Sadie refused to let it affect her personality. She forced herself to remain positive, even when the only person she could rely on was herself. And all her life, she dreamed of a man - a father, a brother, and when she was older, a lover - to sweep her off her feet and look after her, like no one ever had bothered to before.