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Emilia Withers

"Smile. It's less work."

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a character in “The Distance Between”, as played by Toffeeebot

Description




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{"I know this is love but, if I tell the world I'll never say enough". }




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|Full Name|
Emilia Ann Withers

|Nickname|
Em | Ann | Mila

|Birthday|
January 24th

|Age|
25

|Nationality|
English

|Occupation|
Fashion Model

|Sexuality|
Heterosexual

|Hometown|
London, England




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{"Thread by thread I come apart
If brokenness is a work of art
Surely this must be my masterpiece ".
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|Quirks & Habits|

|Talents(T) | Strengths(ST) | Skills(SK) |
Faking a smile. Even when things are at it's worst, Em doesn't like to worry others, so she bottles it up and puts a smile to mask the pain.

|Flaws/Weakness|
Though Em is a model, she's very insecure. Her confidence and career choice obscures people from that thought. But when it comes to other people, she often compares herself especially when {Guy 4} is looking at another girl.

|Hobbies|
Dancing | Reading | Anything Outdoors

|Fears|
øDarkness | Heights | Separation from {Guy 4}ø

|Secrets|
✤ Her Emotions
✤ Abuse from her father when she was young
✤ Previous attempts on suicide


|Goals/Dreams|
~ Start a family with {Guy 4}
~ Financial Stability for the future




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{"I'm not all that interesting after all". }




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|Personality|

|Selfless| |Down to Earth| |Caring| |Forgiving| |Thoughtful|

|Likes|
▲Black Tea
▲Rainy Weather
▲Cuddling
▲The Colour Blue
▲Her Puppy
▲A Good Sense of Humour
▲Sincerity
▲Genuine People
|Dislikes|
▼Disloyal/Fake People
▼Liars
▼Coffee
▼Sweltering Hot Weather
▼Seafood
▼Being put in Uncomfortable Situations
▼Her Insecurities




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{"A smile to hide the pain". }



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|Place of Origin|
London, England

|Family Tree|
Carmen Middleton|Grandmother
Eli Middleton| Grandfather
Elizabeth Lynn Withers|Mother
Francis Withers|Father
Riley Marie Withers|Sister (20)
Cullen Jacob Withers|Brother (27)

|Happiest Memory|
The happiest memory was when I moved in with {guy 4}. When we started dating, it wasn't expected that we'd come this far. It was a dream come true. Being able to spend the night sleeping in his arms and waking up in the morning beside him. I love that he's the first thing I get to see every morning.

|Saddest Memory|
Having to deal with my grandmother passing away due to cancer. She took me in and comforted me when I needed it the most. Teaching me how to cook and passing down her recipes. Those were the most precious memories of my childhood. She would often laugh because at the end I'd always have more flour on myself than the cookies we were baking.





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{"An open book with a torn out page". }





|History|
Growing up, Emilia's father was the one who stayed home while her mother was away at work. She was very close to her father and was 'daddy's little girl'. But things took a turn when her father caught her mother cheating on him.
He was out one afternoon picking up groceries. As he was heading back home, he sees a woman that looked just like my mother. He didn't jump to conclusions and head home thinking he was just hallucinating her because he missed her so much; since she's been coming hom later and later each night. My father didn't want to accuse our mother and knew she would never do something like that to him. But as months passed, mom grew distant from all of us. Barely coming home, always saying how busy "work" has gotten. My father decided to visit her with flowers one day at work to help with her being so busy, but to his surprise, he walked in on her all over her boss.
Divorce happened and our family was torn apart. My father went on a downward spiral. He became an alcoholic. Addicted to the numb feeling and wanted nothing to do with us. Especially me, since I was the spitting image of my mother. He would often strike me down if I do anything that didn't please him. While my brother and sister didn't really recieve any scoldings or punishments. For the longest time, I truly believe that I was worth nothing and that everything that has happened is entirely my fault. Then my grandmother found out about everything. She didn't hesitate to take me in and to take care of me. It was more than I could have ever asked for and she was truly an angel. The one who saved me from the darkness. Ever since then, my father has not spoken to me nor is he legally allowed to and I've never heard from my mother ever since the divorce.
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{"Food for our soul". }





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You taught me the courage of stars before you left.
How light carries on endlessly, even after death.
With shortness of breath, you explained the infinite.
How rare and beautiful it is to even exist.

I couldn’t help but ask
For you to say it all again.
I tried to write it down
But I could never find a pen.
I’d give anything to hear
You say it one more time,
That the universe was made
Just to be seen by my eyes.

I couldn’t help but ask
For you to say it all again.
I tried to write it down
But I could never find a pen.
I’d give anything to hear
You say it one more time,
That the universe was made
Just to be seen by my eyes.

With shortness of breath, I’ll explain the infinite
How rare and beautiful it truly is that we exist.




|Other|
Face Claim: Blake Lively

So begins...

Emilia Withers's Story