*she looked back to her* �no run, daddy run� *she turned around again going back to lining up the twigs*

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Name: Edana

Nickname: Eda

Age: 7

Height: 3' 8"

Weight: 37

Gender: Female

Species: Human.

Appearance: brown hair that fall down a little past her shoulders, empty eerie blue eyes that make it look like she is staring through you instead of at you. She is dirty, and raggedy looking, and quite eerie. She is fair skinned, which shows off the dirt easily. Hints of scars mark her body.

Extra: She usually doesn�t talk at all, when she does you usually can�t hear her. her voice is the kind of voice everyone has to stop and ask her to repeat but she never does. She doesn�t knowledge most of anything, and when she does acknowledge you it usually with an eerie glance, or a voiced answer. Her voice is husky and low as if she wasn�t used to using it, and has to strain to use it. she usually talks slowly, and pointedly to make sure she was understood. She�s good at hiding, and can make a hiding place out of anything.

Personality: Quiet, very quiet she could sit for hours doing nothing; she often acts like she is deaf and can�t hear you. She prefers her own company to anyone else and she is slightly bitter to most people. She knows she was rejected from the world, and hides out any where she can, she is prone to disappearing for days at end. She nothing like a normal seven year old, she seems to have hidden herself, emotionally as she often does physically.

Past: She was traumatized at a young age when she watched her father kill her mother, when she was only 2, then her father raised her abusing her for 3 years before he abandoned her. She then raised herself, already being very mature for her age due to her father�s neglect she cooked and cleaned what she needed. She raised herself until her father abandoned her, because she had no money she was forced out of the house luckily going unnoticed, she slept in neighbors� shed that night before moving on. She survived by stealing, and her skills at raising herself. She now somehow managed to wander here

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My shell is thick
My silence thicker.
Fire burns me from within
but I do not complain.
Avoided as a plague
I gave up on people long ago.
Longing to fit in but
never daring to try
My shell is thick
My silence thicker
�Shellhead

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Innocents lost, a shattered youth
Builds up walls, to hide from the pain
No more I love yous,
No longer daddy�s little girl
No more laughing there�s only tears
No more hope only fear
A shattered life, at the hands of fate
�Stacey/sly

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