❝I'm afraid all the time. I don't know if I can live like this.❞
| Name |
Kaylee Rhiannon Jamison
| Nickname |
People just call me Kaylee.
| Gender |
Female
| Age |
17
| Sexuality |
Heterosexual
| Role |
Rape Victim
| Face Claim |
Emily Osment
| Eye Color |
Green
| Hair Color |
Natural Blonde
| Height |
I'm 5'3. Not the tallest, but not the shortest either.
| Weight |
100. I've lost a lot of weight sense...Well, sense then.
| Skin Tone |
I'm pretty pale. Not exactly ghost white, but I'm nowhere near tan.
| Body Markings |
I've got scars on my hips and my arms. Little lines reminding me of how much I hate myself these days.
|Grade |
I'm a junior in high school.
| Habits |
I chew on the side of my cheek and I tend play with my fingers when I'm nervous. I just can't keep still.
| Likes |
I really like to do hair and makeup. I'm also a fan of cheesy romantic comedies, or tragic romance. I do a lot of reading in my spare time. These days it's really hard for me to point out what I like...It just doesn't seem important anymore. I use to be on the swim team and I had a lot of fun doing that, so I guess you could say that's one of my "likes." I like to sleep and stay in my room mostly. My bedroom is the only place I feel safe...
| Dislikes |
Him. I see him everywhere now and I just can't get him out of my head. All the things he did to me...and I couldn't stop him. I wanted to. I did. I hate that I'm so weak. I hate that my parents look at me like I'm broken and they don't even understand why. I hate that my friends are all mad at me because I don't go out with them anymore. I hate that no one knows and that I'm too afraid to say anything. He ruined my life.
|Current Job |
I'm a part time cashier at a local bookstore.
| Pets |
I have a dog named Dixie. She's old, I got her when I was six, but I love her to death.
| Personality |
Kaylee, at heart, is a very social person who just loves to be around people. She's kind, she likes to have fun, she was - at one point - very involved in her school. She might have even been a little shallow, but not unlike a majority of teenage girls. Her friends were her main concern and that was okay. She's only seventeen after all. It wasn't until after "The Incident" that she began to change. Now she's withdrawn and afraid of her own shadow. She's developed an anxiety disorder and can barely go to school without breaking down. It's been extremely difficult for her, especially since she hasn't told anybody. She's dealing with her rape alone. She knows she should go to the police, but it's already been a couple months. She feels like nobody would believe her in the first place.
| Future Plans? |
Once upon a time, I dreamed of opening up my own beauty salon...Now? Now I can barely think about tomorrow.
| Family |
Anna Lee Jamison is my mother and Edmund Richard Jamison is my father. I don't have any siblings.
| History |
Kaylee group up in a happy to home to financially stable parents. They had actually planned on having her, there was no surprises. Kaylee got the clothes she wanted, ate good foods, had a lot of friends, did sports, had a plan for her life. Her parents are really unsure about what happened to their little girl and why she's a bundle of nerves and completely antisocial now. They're blind to the cuts on her arms and when she attempted suicide for the first time, they simply thought she was going through her 'moody teenager' phase. The second time they grew a little concerned and now send her to see a therapist twice a week. They have no idea she was raped.
Speaking of "The Incident," it happened at the beginning of the school year - a party. That's when he took advantage of her. She hadn't been drinking, she was just having good, clean fun. When she was walking out to her car, he had approached her - smelling like booze. At first he simply offered and when she declined...he took it upon himself to have her.