DESPITETHEHORRORANDTHESORROW,ILOVEOURWORLD
"Read All About It":Emeli Sandé || "Fedility": Jasmine Thompson || "La La La": Jasmine Thompson
"A Drop In The Ocean": Ron Pope || "I See Fire": Jasmine Thompson || "Say You Like Me": We The Kings
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|{Full Name}|
Judith Emilie Ahlström.
"A third of you barely even know my name."
|{Nickname}|
Moody Judy {Common; dislikes}||Freak {Mostly Used; likes}||Judy Cooties {Rare; hates}||Em {Family}
The typical chant, "Judy likes it in the booty".
"You'd be surprised at what they call me."
|{Birthday}|
September 3rd.
|{Age}|
Sixteen.
"And still counting."
|{Ethnicity}|
Jewish 80%||Dutch 20%
"A peculiar mixture I suppose."
|{Sexuality}|
Questioning.
"I don't know what I am. I never actually experienced those feelings with someone yet."
|{Year at Camp}|
Third year.
"I've been attending Merrie-Woode since I was thirteen."
Judith Emilie Ahlström.
"A third of you barely even know my name."
|{Nickname}|
Moody Judy {Common; dislikes}||Freak {Mostly Used; likes}||Judy Cooties {Rare; hates}||Em {Family}
The typical chant, "Judy likes it in the booty".
"You'd be surprised at what they call me."
|{Birthday}|
September 3rd.
|{Age}|
Sixteen.
"And still counting."
|{Ethnicity}|
Jewish 80%||Dutch 20%
"A peculiar mixture I suppose."
|{Sexuality}|
Questioning.
"I don't know what I am. I never actually experienced those feelings with someone yet."
|{Year at Camp}|
Third year.
"I've been attending Merrie-Woode since I was thirteen."
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|{Quirks || Habits || Oddities}|
▪Bites finger nails; a nervous habit//▪She is highly allergic to cats;though she loves them//▪Vegetarian; not a big believer in eating parts that come from animals//▪Has asthma; ever since birth//▪She actually irons her hair; claiming it's easier than straightening it piece by piece.//▪Doodles on her body with a permanent marker; when bored//▪Enjoys walking around barefoot; whenever possible//▪Daydream; tends to space out while staring at someone//▪Likes to hide out in weird places; (closets, under the bed or table, in a tree, etc.)//▪Flares nostrils; when angry//▪Easily sunburnt; thanks to her father▪Three different allergies;pollen, perfume, & nuts//▪Deism believer; belief in the existence of a supreme being//▪Dyslexia; letter 'i' is mixed with the letter 'l', and letter 'o' becomes letter 'q'//▪Enjoys sticking her head out of the window of a moving vehicle//▪Writes all her secrets down on a piece of notebook paper and usually throws it to the wind
|{Talents || Strengths || Skills}|
⚘Confidence; you can never live w/o it//⚘Intelligence; Clinically diagnosed with low latent inhibition, Judith is unable to block out periphery information and instead processes every aspect and detail of any given stimulus. This, combined with a high IQ, theoretically makes her a creative genius. She's also able to define every word out the dictionary precisely.//⚘Eidetic memory; She is able to recall images, sounds or objects in memory with high precision for a few seconds without using mnemonics.//⚘Curious; about nearly everything//⚘Smiling//⚘Fluent in Hebrew & Dutch; ethnicity reasons//⚘Rubik cube; able to solve in under two minutes//⚘Independent//⚘Accents//⚘Caring; often taken at an avantage//⚘Baking//⚘Creative//⚘Flexibility//⚘Good listener; even though sometimes she doesn't look like shes listening, Judith can still repeat everything you said word by word
|{Flaws || Weakness}|
⚘Often get's a bloody nose//⚘Clumsy; not excessively but somewhat in an adorable way//⚘Panic attacks; often caused by stress more than fear//⚘Asthma attacks//⚘Messy; she's not proud of it but she can't help it, she tries but it can never stay neat//⚘She can't swim
|{Hobbies}|
▪Collecting insects ▪Reading ▪Contemplating the littlest aspects of life ▪Writing ▪Playing the piano ▪Baking ▪Running ▪Exploring nature itself ▪Gardening ▪Origami
|{Fears}|
øHydrophobia øAnyone knowing about her ADHD
|{Secrets}|
✤Never had her first kiss ✤Has ADHD.✤Tried to runaway more than five times since the death of Jamie.✤✤ Can't swim
✤Her parents are thinking about placing Judith in counseling✤
|{Life Philosophy}|
"To die would be an awfully big adventure."
▪Bites finger nails; a nervous habit//▪She is highly allergic to cats;though she loves them//▪Vegetarian; not a big believer in eating parts that come from animals//▪Has asthma; ever since birth//▪She actually irons her hair; claiming it's easier than straightening it piece by piece.//▪Doodles on her body with a permanent marker; when bored//▪Enjoys walking around barefoot; whenever possible//▪Daydream; tends to space out while staring at someone//▪Likes to hide out in weird places; (closets, under the bed or table, in a tree, etc.)//▪Flares nostrils; when angry//▪Easily sunburnt; thanks to her father▪Three different allergies;pollen, perfume, & nuts//▪Deism believer; belief in the existence of a supreme being//▪Dyslexia; letter 'i' is mixed with the letter 'l', and letter 'o' becomes letter 'q'//▪Enjoys sticking her head out of the window of a moving vehicle//▪Writes all her secrets down on a piece of notebook paper and usually throws it to the wind
|{Talents || Strengths || Skills}|
⚘Confidence; you can never live w/o it//⚘Intelligence; Clinically diagnosed with low latent inhibition, Judith is unable to block out periphery information and instead processes every aspect and detail of any given stimulus. This, combined with a high IQ, theoretically makes her a creative genius. She's also able to define every word out the dictionary precisely.//⚘Eidetic memory; She is able to recall images, sounds or objects in memory with high precision for a few seconds without using mnemonics.//⚘Curious; about nearly everything//⚘Smiling//⚘Fluent in Hebrew & Dutch; ethnicity reasons//⚘Rubik cube; able to solve in under two minutes//⚘Independent//⚘Accents//⚘Caring; often taken at an avantage//⚘Baking//⚘Creative//⚘Flexibility//⚘Good listener; even though sometimes she doesn't look like shes listening, Judith can still repeat everything you said word by word
|{Flaws || Weakness}|
⚘Often get's a bloody nose//⚘Clumsy; not excessively but somewhat in an adorable way//⚘Panic attacks; often caused by stress more than fear//⚘Asthma attacks//⚘Messy; she's not proud of it but she can't help it, she tries but it can never stay neat//⚘She can't swim
|{Hobbies}|
▪Collecting insects ▪Reading ▪Contemplating the littlest aspects of life ▪Writing ▪Playing the piano ▪Baking ▪Running ▪Exploring nature itself ▪Gardening ▪Origami
|{Fears}|
øHydrophobia øAnyone knowing about her ADHD
|{Secrets}|
✤Never had her first kiss ✤Has ADHD.✤Tried to runaway more than five times since the death of Jamie.✤✤ Can't swim
✤Her parents are thinking about placing Judith in counseling✤
|{Life Philosophy}|
"To die would be an awfully big adventure."
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|{Personality}|
{Daydreamer||Fearless||Unique||Uncanny||Clumsy||Insecure at times||Quiet||Open-minded}
Judith Emilie Ahlström. She's the girl that no one ever knows. Or ever want to know that is. The "little freak" as some of you have called her. And she is, massively. Though, she would tell you this beforehand. Y'know why? Well, because no matter how hard you push at her, call her ruthless names she would always be just that. A freak. Not many girls straighten their hair with an iron, or still enjoys hiding out in the most bizarre places. Judy is a weird one, though not many girls are unique all the same.
Stemming from her oddities, Judy is also the type of girl who takes the time figuring out even the littlest aspects of life. "What is life?" "Why am I here?" "When I die, will I go to heaven?" When you first lay eyes on her, you wouldn't be as surprised to see her with her head in the clouds. "writer's block" she'd often say, but we all know the truth. Stargazing seems to let her mind wonder to different things, it also helps her clear her mind and focus on the beauty of the it's bright, illuminating structure. Playing the piano is something she does to escape all her troubles along with baking. Running, on the other hand, is an outlet for all her anger, stress and frustration after the death of her sister early last year.
A kindhearted girl, she is, with one hell of a soft spot for animals. Every time a stray would come to the house, she’d feed it, and you know what happens when you start feeding one? They usually stick around. This really annoyed her parents, especially when they started finding hurt rabbits in her room that she claimed to be “helping feel better,” and toads, and lizards; Judy was fearless when it came to things other young girls were squeamish of. But whenever anyone needs an ear she's most likely who they turn to even if it is in the middle of the night. Upset about something and need something sweet? She'll trek to the nearest store to buy your favorite ice cream. She'd bake a cake for a friend's birthday or give honest advice about problems.
Judy wouldn't be surprised if she found her own name as the definition for 'clumsy' because she is a total klutz! She'll trip, drop things and the like. It's probably likely to be annoying and utterly hu-mil-i-at-ing more than anything. She can literally trip over her own feet, and is more likely to break objects when interacting with them. Nonetheless, it's like her to do such a thing.
Perhaps some would call her a little naive by giving so much to those around her except she only does if the individual is worth it, if they're close with a good friendship. Although she doesn't like talking much about herself and rarely will she speak of her past memories excluding the few close friends it could be said that she can be reserved, a little uneasy about being too trusting to those around her.
Judy often times is fairly insecure. Not necessarily appearance-wise, but when it comes to her own ability to do something. With new tasks she automatically thinks she can’t do it, though her being brave and perhaps a little unique of sorts pushes her to do it anyway. Then, if she succeeds she realizes she, indeed, could do that thing, and she feels silly for doubting her ability to do it. Alas, it doesn’t start her from doubting and criticizing herself the next time. It is something she has to work on, and she has been, but when you get something you have lost someone worth something to you, it’s hard to change.
Nonetheless, being around those close to her truly makes Judy happy because of the fact that she's comfortable to laugh so hard that she's clapping like an insane seal or telling her worries to lighten her load without feeling guilty.
Being the open minded person she is, Judy believes that everyone have a say in this world whether you're gay or straight, black or white, girl or boy. However you choose to live your life, do it because life is too short to be wasted.
Judy can easily find escape in the solitude of her room, her baking, gardening, and a couple of other things. However, writing creates a endless world of possibilities with no rules, a world you can rightfully call your own, and have the say in who belongs. A world where she can just be herself and have her mind become whisked away in the likes of her passion without the anyone putting her down. Some of her best genres are typically science-fiction and romance. After having little experience in romance, Judy at often times find it rather difficult to write your everyday love story. All in all, oneday she hopes to have a story of her own.
{Daydreamer||Fearless||Unique||Uncanny||Clumsy||Insecure at times||Quiet||Open-minded}
Judith Emilie Ahlström. She's the girl that no one ever knows. Or ever want to know that is. The "little freak" as some of you have called her. And she is, massively. Though, she would tell you this beforehand. Y'know why? Well, because no matter how hard you push at her, call her ruthless names she would always be just that. A freak. Not many girls straighten their hair with an iron, or still enjoys hiding out in the most bizarre places. Judy is a weird one, though not many girls are unique all the same.
Stemming from her oddities, Judy is also the type of girl who takes the time figuring out even the littlest aspects of life. "What is life?" "Why am I here?" "When I die, will I go to heaven?" When you first lay eyes on her, you wouldn't be as surprised to see her with her head in the clouds. "writer's block" she'd often say, but we all know the truth. Stargazing seems to let her mind wonder to different things, it also helps her clear her mind and focus on the beauty of the it's bright, illuminating structure. Playing the piano is something she does to escape all her troubles along with baking. Running, on the other hand, is an outlet for all her anger, stress and frustration after the death of her sister early last year.
A kindhearted girl, she is, with one hell of a soft spot for animals. Every time a stray would come to the house, she’d feed it, and you know what happens when you start feeding one? They usually stick around. This really annoyed her parents, especially when they started finding hurt rabbits in her room that she claimed to be “helping feel better,” and toads, and lizards; Judy was fearless when it came to things other young girls were squeamish of. But whenever anyone needs an ear she's most likely who they turn to even if it is in the middle of the night. Upset about something and need something sweet? She'll trek to the nearest store to buy your favorite ice cream. She'd bake a cake for a friend's birthday or give honest advice about problems.
Judy wouldn't be surprised if she found her own name as the definition for 'clumsy' because she is a total klutz! She'll trip, drop things and the like. It's probably likely to be annoying and utterly hu-mil-i-at-ing more than anything. She can literally trip over her own feet, and is more likely to break objects when interacting with them. Nonetheless, it's like her to do such a thing.
Perhaps some would call her a little naive by giving so much to those around her except she only does if the individual is worth it, if they're close with a good friendship. Although she doesn't like talking much about herself and rarely will she speak of her past memories excluding the few close friends it could be said that she can be reserved, a little uneasy about being too trusting to those around her.
Judy often times is fairly insecure. Not necessarily appearance-wise, but when it comes to her own ability to do something. With new tasks she automatically thinks she can’t do it, though her being brave and perhaps a little unique of sorts pushes her to do it anyway. Then, if she succeeds she realizes she, indeed, could do that thing, and she feels silly for doubting her ability to do it. Alas, it doesn’t start her from doubting and criticizing herself the next time. It is something she has to work on, and she has been, but when you get something you have lost someone worth something to you, it’s hard to change.
Nonetheless, being around those close to her truly makes Judy happy because of the fact that she's comfortable to laugh so hard that she's clapping like an insane seal or telling her worries to lighten her load without feeling guilty.
Being the open minded person she is, Judy believes that everyone have a say in this world whether you're gay or straight, black or white, girl or boy. However you choose to live your life, do it because life is too short to be wasted.
Judy can easily find escape in the solitude of her room, her baking, gardening, and a couple of other things. However, writing creates a endless world of possibilities with no rules, a world you can rightfully call your own, and have the say in who belongs. A world where she can just be herself and have her mind become whisked away in the likes of her passion without the anyone putting her down. Some of her best genres are typically science-fiction and romance. After having little experience in romance, Judy at often times find it rather difficult to write your everyday love story. All in all, oneday she hopes to have a story of her own.
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|{Likes}|
▲Being an outcast ▲Jamie ▲Autumn ▲Leaves ▲ Flowers▲Halloween ▲Pumpkins ▲Rainy Days ▲Nature ▲Bug, Insects ▲Exploring ▲Running ▲Climbing Trees ▲Sunsets ▲Starry skies ▲Camp Fires ▲Beanies ▲Big Sweaters ▲Laughter ▲Humor ▲Sarcasm ▲Indie Music ▲Ed Sheeran ▲Animals ▲Cats ▲Tea ▲Sweets ▲Baking ▲Chocolate ▲Imperfection ▲Fantasies ▲Horror movies ▲Reading ▲Stephen King ▲Writing ▲Playing the piano ▲People ▲Parkour
HATEISMORELASTINGTHANDISLIKE
|{Dislikes}|
▼Yelling ▼Arguing ▼Bullies ▼Judgement ▼Short cuts ▼Writer's block ▼Hospitals ▼Injuries ▼Animal Cruelty ▼Make-up ▼Global Warming ▼Being Told "She Can't" ▼Thunderstorms ▼Spicy Foods ▼Parties ▼Planes ▼Promises
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|{Place of Origin}|
Netherlands, Amsterdam.
|{History}|
"Judith Emilie Ahlström. That's my name. My full name. And I was born in Netherlands, Amsterdam to a pair of working-poor classmen, Edith and Friedrich Ahlström. My mother owned a small bakery just around the corner from where we lived, and my father was a garbage man. I guess you can say that we were practically penniless, and we were. The poorest in all of Amsterdam. Desperately, infact. Living in a tiny two bedroom apartment down on Gosford Rd. 'The needy Ahlströms' was the name the residence of Amsterdam gave us whenever they saw us. They didn't think we heard the snide remarks behind our backs, but believe me. We did. We heard everything, but as a family, we didn't let it get to us. We weren't perfect and we knew that; however, we had something stronger than perfection. Love. As they say, 'money can't buy happiness.' Little by little I was starting to believe it.
In middle school, I was the kid that no one wanted to play with. 'The freak,' they called me along with other insignificant names. It wasn't only because I was weird. I was an Ahlström. And because of that their parents made it forbidden for their little ones to befriend me and my older sister, Jamie. So, instead we became freaks together. Whatever she wore, I wore. Whatever we did, we did together. Ever since then, we've been like two peas in a pod, inseparable, except that we have this dynamic where Jamie was the pretty one and I was the little sister who followed behind in her footsteps. It's always been like that. Things never changed because if it did, our connection wouldn't work anymore. Our time spent apart was extremely rare. To come to think of it, she played the role of a best friend rather than my sister. She always had my back, and I had hers. People saw how close we were. 'The Wicked Sisters,' they called us. And you know what we did? We laughed, and laughed, and laughed, and laughed. Jamie goes, 'why didn't we ever think of that?' And that was that.
When I got to high school, Jamie left for Paris for one of those foreign exchange programs. She told me that 'it would only be for five months, then we'll be together again. Reunited. Because they couldn't keep us away for any longer.' She promised. And so, I managed to survive those five months without her.It was hell. Like, someone had just ripped a whole other part of me. On the day we were going to be reunited at the airport, just like she promised me. She never came. My parents told me that her plane had just probably gotten delayed. I didn't believe them. I knew something was wrong. Being inseparable for too long taught you that sometimes. So, we waited. And waited. Seven hours had rolled by when we heard that plane '175' had crashed; no survivors. I sworn that I heard the operator incorrectly. But I knew I didn't. Plane '175' had crashed. The plane that I remembered was Jamie's plane on her way back home from her trip. She was dead. Gone from existence. My twin, my best friend, my sister."
|{Family Tree : People of Importance}|
Name- Friedrich Otto Ahlström//Age-48 (presently)//Status- Alive//Relationship- Judith hasn't heard a word from her father after Jamie's death. Sometimes it feels like he died away with her.
Name-Edith Marie Ahlström//Age- 45 (presently)//Status- Alive//Relationship- Judith looks at her mother differently know that Jamie is dead. She see's her as an overly compulsive mother. She needs to worry not so much.
Name- Jamie Ingrid Ahlström.//Age- 17 (presently)//Status- Deceased/Relationship- Both Judith and Jamie were inseparable. Two sister's wanting to change the world until one of them died drastically.
|{Happiest Memory}|
Not giving a damn what anyone said about Jamie and Judith. As long as they were together, anything was possible.
"She was the best thing that happened to me."
|{Saddest Memory}|
Jamie's death.
"Now that she is gone. Camp is going to be lonely without her."
Netherlands, Amsterdam.
|{History}|
"Judith Emilie Ahlström. That's my name. My full name. And I was born in Netherlands, Amsterdam to a pair of working-poor classmen, Edith and Friedrich Ahlström. My mother owned a small bakery just around the corner from where we lived, and my father was a garbage man. I guess you can say that we were practically penniless, and we were. The poorest in all of Amsterdam. Desperately, infact. Living in a tiny two bedroom apartment down on Gosford Rd. 'The needy Ahlströms' was the name the residence of Amsterdam gave us whenever they saw us. They didn't think we heard the snide remarks behind our backs, but believe me. We did. We heard everything, but as a family, we didn't let it get to us. We weren't perfect and we knew that; however, we had something stronger than perfection. Love. As they say, 'money can't buy happiness.' Little by little I was starting to believe it.
In middle school, I was the kid that no one wanted to play with. 'The freak,' they called me along with other insignificant names. It wasn't only because I was weird. I was an Ahlström. And because of that their parents made it forbidden for their little ones to befriend me and my older sister, Jamie. So, instead we became freaks together. Whatever she wore, I wore. Whatever we did, we did together. Ever since then, we've been like two peas in a pod, inseparable, except that we have this dynamic where Jamie was the pretty one and I was the little sister who followed behind in her footsteps. It's always been like that. Things never changed because if it did, our connection wouldn't work anymore. Our time spent apart was extremely rare. To come to think of it, she played the role of a best friend rather than my sister. She always had my back, and I had hers. People saw how close we were. 'The Wicked Sisters,' they called us. And you know what we did? We laughed, and laughed, and laughed, and laughed. Jamie goes, 'why didn't we ever think of that?' And that was that.
When I got to high school, Jamie left for Paris for one of those foreign exchange programs. She told me that 'it would only be for five months, then we'll be together again. Reunited. Because they couldn't keep us away for any longer.' She promised. And so, I managed to survive those five months without her.It was hell. Like, someone had just ripped a whole other part of me. On the day we were going to be reunited at the airport, just like she promised me. She never came. My parents told me that her plane had just probably gotten delayed. I didn't believe them. I knew something was wrong. Being inseparable for too long taught you that sometimes. So, we waited. And waited. Seven hours had rolled by when we heard that plane '175' had crashed; no survivors. I sworn that I heard the operator incorrectly. But I knew I didn't. Plane '175' had crashed. The plane that I remembered was Jamie's plane on her way back home from her trip. She was dead. Gone from existence. My twin, my best friend, my sister."
|{Family Tree : People of Importance}|
Name- Friedrich Otto Ahlström//Age-48 (presently)//Status- Alive//Relationship- Judith hasn't heard a word from her father after Jamie's death. Sometimes it feels like he died away with her.
Name-Edith Marie Ahlström//Age- 45 (presently)//Status- Alive//Relationship- Judith looks at her mother differently know that Jamie is dead. She see's her as an overly compulsive mother. She needs to worry not so much.
Name- Jamie Ingrid Ahlström.//Age- 17 (presently)//Status- Deceased/Relationship- Both Judith and Jamie were inseparable. Two sister's wanting to change the world until one of them died drastically.
|{Happiest Memory}|
Not giving a damn what anyone said about Jamie and Judith. As long as they were together, anything was possible.
"She was the best thing that happened to me."
|{Saddest Memory}|
Jamie's death.
"Now that she is gone. Camp is going to be lonely without her."
MUSICHELPSMEESCAPEFROMTHEREALITYILIVEIN
“Little do you know
How I'm breaking while you fall asleep
Little do you know
I'm still haunted by the memories
Little do you know
I'm trying to pick myself up piece by piece
Little do you know
I need a little more time
Underneath it all I'm held captive by the hole inside
I've been holding back for the fear that you might change your mind
I'm ready to forgive you but forgetting is a harder fight
Little do you know
I need a little more time
I'll wait, I'll wait
I love you like you've never felt the pain,
I'll wait
I promise you don't have to be afraid,
I'll wait
The love is here and here to stay
So lay your head on me
Little do you know
I know you're hurting while I'm sound asleep
Little do you know
All my mistakes are slowly drowning me
Little do you know
I'm trying to make it better piece by piece
Little do you know
I love you 'til the sun dies
Oh wait, just wait
I love you like I've never felt the pain,
Just wait
I love you like I've never been afraid,
Just wait
Our love is here and here to stay
So lay your head on me
I'll wait, I'll wait
I love you like you've never felt the pain,
I'll wait
I promise you don't have to be afraid,
I'll wait
The love is here and here to stay
So lay your head on me
Lay your head on me
So lay your head on me
'Cause little do you know
I, I love you 'til the sun dies”
GOODBYESARENOTFOREVER,GOOBYESARENOTTHEEND
|{Other}|
❣Judith resembles very much like Anne Frank.❣
❣Wears Jamie's clothes ever once so often for remembrance purposes.❣
❣Jamie died last year in the beginning of her freshman year. This is Judith's first year at camp w/o her❣
❣Keeps all of Jamie's belongings in a box she stored safely under her bed. She looks at it every night to reminded herself of what used to be.❣
❣Judith resembles very much like Anne Frank.❣
❣Wears Jamie's clothes ever once so often for remembrance purposes.❣
❣Jamie died last year in the beginning of her freshman year. This is Judith's first year at camp w/o her❣
❣Keeps all of Jamie's belongings in a box she stored safely under her bed. She looks at it every night to reminded herself of what used to be.❣
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