Post by dannie1128 on Jul 8, 2009 19:20:30 GMT -8
Her full name is Juleanna Audra, but most of you know her as Anna. Here's the story behind the halfer(Duh-duh,dunnnnnnnn)-
I was born in Lithuania, sometime around 1850.
Apparently, I was an accident,because my unmarried parents simply moved to America, and left me in one of those cradle things in front of orphanages. And I hated it there...Filled with rats,and, worst of all, humans. Imagine, a young vampire left in a home full of them...It was oh so hard to not kill anyone,and have the disgusting food there forced into me. I tended to let the older kids steal my plate.
When I was five, and outside, going on a walk, with a few others from my orphanage, there was a horrible accident. I lost control when a little girl tripped,and got a huuuge cut, oozing with warm, satisfying blood. Fortunately,the other children were going to get one of the adults when I bit her.
She was gone, and dead way before the others arrived, and I lied saying that the girl ran away,which they believed.
The day for selecting children to go on the orphan train came,and I was chosen to ride it in a blink of an eye, considering I was good-looking thanks to my vampire genes. Our first stop was in Massachusetts, Boston, I believe. The way people looked at us gave me the feeling that we were more like pets then children, considering many wanted children who would work.
Luckily, a lot of adults looked past me due to my sickly white skin,and scrawny figure. The ones who dared actually talking about taking me back with them,got my stubborn side.
After a long day, the Agents who'd traveled with us were disappointed, due to the fact of me being the only kid to've been stuck with them. I went back onto the train,with a sigh...
It came to a final stop in St. Louis,Missouri. And again, a group of adults looked me over.
One couple finally told the agents they wanted me; when I refused,and the agent allowed me, one of them said something that sounded like. "But I want her!"
ANd,eventually, I did go with the family...
It'd been a few years of me living in the household,and I'd looked fifteen for about three years now; They were worrying about stuff like me using witchcraft, well....Those beliefs increased when they were present for my first phase. I don't remember why I was angry....But, there they were, seeing a being who appeared human, turn into a wolf....
I didn't understand what was happening,either. I didn't have a clue that I had immortal blood in me, so everything lead to confusion.
It was about.. 1975 when I met Keagan and Lexa. You see, I wasn't always all crazy and immature, but, when they invited me over, too meet their parents,I kind of warmed up too the world.
Those people felt more like my parents, too. The way they explained the ways of the vampire,and werewolf,to me,some stranger.
I met good old Black about fourty years earlier.
I don't remember how..but, at first, I truely didn't like him. Then,we bumped into each other a few more times,and got along.
Years later, BLack and I had... A few romantic moments...
And then, came Shadow after Black had had Dark for a while...After something ELSE depressing happened.
FOr quite a bit us two didn't get along-- At all. Shadow tried killing me numerous amounts of times...And then we were practically dating. It felt like just a month when this all happened! But, it was years...
Soon Black met Maddie, and Maddie didn't like the idea of Black's personalities, so he and I only saw each other once after that-- In a jailhouse....
Weeks later, I imprinted on Damien. Maddie and Black's son.
We went to the movies, and when I went out to eat a human, he thought I did something ELSE with the human...So, Maddie and I explained, and we went to Cedar Point.
--Inside my thoughts--
Ok, ever wondered how I got my food, when it wasn't some pathetic guy? Welll, as a lot of you people know(by a lot of people I mean Damien.) I live right around a cozy little park, in something that looks, I repeat LOOKS like a fort. (It's not. Two stories and everything)
Kids never listen to their parents about "stranger danger". (Kids that are like, four that is) I found this out a couple decades ago, when I stocked up on junk food in the fort. I easily lured the kids in, and gave them alllllll the snacks and treats they wanted; then, a last can of pop, with a sleeping pill type thing. This, instantly knocked 'em out, because I couldn't have the guts to eat a kid while tehy were staring at me.
But once, what happened is I forgot the sleeping pill, and the kid just fell asleep. Just like that. So, of course I didn't know,but I found out when I went to go finish the job, and the kid woke up when my teeth were in his little arm. I couldn't kill him then! But now I guess I'm in even MORE trouble with the Volturi. I made a Immortal Child, and NOW he's somewhere out and about....
Anyway, I'm gonna tell you something that happened to me back in the '20's After someone caught me with a dead body, two times, I ended up in Norwich Hospital for the Criminally Insane.
I THINK THINK THINK that's one of the places I met Black,again. There was also this guy who stabbed his grandmother to death with a pair of scissors, because he thought she was possessed by a demon. THings at the 'hospital' were horrible. And, I mean horrible---you're hearing this from a vampire. When a vampire says something's horrible, it's truly horrible.
So, the guy who killed his grandma kinda crushed on me--in a sick, phsyco way. It was awfully weird. What was even weirder, is that a few weeks after, someone murdered the guy. I think THAT could have been Black,too. But either way, I'd like to thank the person who did it. That took a burden off my shoulders.
Of course my parents gave me ridiculous excueses for why I didn't live with them when I was younger. They said ONE thing that was true,though.... When I was a little one-year-old, they decided that I made their social life hard, because I was a b/astard. And the Volturi woudl probably wanna get my hands on me. So what they did the night they left me in a FREAKING GARBAGE CAN of a cradle, my mom went out and killed a little one year old. That way, no one would know that I was given up. Everyone thought that I had died, and my Mom did that, to clear her name.
After Damien and I had another harsh break-up, I went to live with Mom and Dad for a while. THEN, even though I basically just saw them again, they kicked me out. AGAIN. Because they said I needed a job. Didn't they know I didn't look old enough to have a job?! I hate my parents.
I was born in Lithuania, sometime around 1850.
Apparently, I was an accident,because my unmarried parents simply moved to America, and left me in one of those cradle things in front of orphanages. And I hated it there...Filled with rats,and, worst of all, humans. Imagine, a young vampire left in a home full of them...It was oh so hard to not kill anyone,and have the disgusting food there forced into me. I tended to let the older kids steal my plate.
When I was five, and outside, going on a walk, with a few others from my orphanage, there was a horrible accident. I lost control when a little girl tripped,and got a huuuge cut, oozing with warm, satisfying blood. Fortunately,the other children were going to get one of the adults when I bit her.
She was gone, and dead way before the others arrived, and I lied saying that the girl ran away,which they believed.
The day for selecting children to go on the orphan train came,and I was chosen to ride it in a blink of an eye, considering I was good-looking thanks to my vampire genes. Our first stop was in Massachusetts, Boston, I believe. The way people looked at us gave me the feeling that we were more like pets then children, considering many wanted children who would work.
Luckily, a lot of adults looked past me due to my sickly white skin,and scrawny figure. The ones who dared actually talking about taking me back with them,got my stubborn side.
After a long day, the Agents who'd traveled with us were disappointed, due to the fact of me being the only kid to've been stuck with them. I went back onto the train,with a sigh...
It came to a final stop in St. Louis,Missouri. And again, a group of adults looked me over.
One couple finally told the agents they wanted me; when I refused,and the agent allowed me, one of them said something that sounded like. "But I want her!"
ANd,eventually, I did go with the family...
It'd been a few years of me living in the household,and I'd looked fifteen for about three years now; They were worrying about stuff like me using witchcraft, well....Those beliefs increased when they were present for my first phase. I don't remember why I was angry....But, there they were, seeing a being who appeared human, turn into a wolf....
I didn't understand what was happening,either. I didn't have a clue that I had immortal blood in me, so everything lead to confusion.
It was about.. 1975 when I met Keagan and Lexa. You see, I wasn't always all crazy and immature, but, when they invited me over, too meet their parents,I kind of warmed up too the world.
Those people felt more like my parents, too. The way they explained the ways of the vampire,and werewolf,to me,some stranger.
I met good old Black about fourty years earlier.
I don't remember how..but, at first, I truely didn't like him. Then,we bumped into each other a few more times,and got along.
Years later, BLack and I had... A few romantic moments...
And then, came Shadow after Black had had Dark for a while...After something ELSE depressing happened.
FOr quite a bit us two didn't get along-- At all. Shadow tried killing me numerous amounts of times...And then we were practically dating. It felt like just a month when this all happened! But, it was years...
Soon Black met Maddie, and Maddie didn't like the idea of Black's personalities, so he and I only saw each other once after that-- In a jailhouse....
Weeks later, I imprinted on Damien. Maddie and Black's son.
We went to the movies, and when I went out to eat a human, he thought I did something ELSE with the human...So, Maddie and I explained, and we went to Cedar Point.
--Inside my thoughts--
Ok, ever wondered how I got my food, when it wasn't some pathetic guy? Welll, as a lot of you people know(by a lot of people I mean Damien.) I live right around a cozy little park, in something that looks, I repeat LOOKS like a fort. (It's not. Two stories and everything)
Kids never listen to their parents about "stranger danger". (Kids that are like, four that is) I found this out a couple decades ago, when I stocked up on junk food in the fort. I easily lured the kids in, and gave them alllllll the snacks and treats they wanted; then, a last can of pop, with a sleeping pill type thing. This, instantly knocked 'em out, because I couldn't have the guts to eat a kid while tehy were staring at me.
But once, what happened is I forgot the sleeping pill, and the kid just fell asleep. Just like that. So, of course I didn't know,but I found out when I went to go finish the job, and the kid woke up when my teeth were in his little arm. I couldn't kill him then! But now I guess I'm in even MORE trouble with the Volturi. I made a Immortal Child, and NOW he's somewhere out and about....
Anyway, I'm gonna tell you something that happened to me back in the '20's After someone caught me with a dead body, two times, I ended up in Norwich Hospital for the Criminally Insane.
I THINK THINK THINK that's one of the places I met Black,again. There was also this guy who stabbed his grandmother to death with a pair of scissors, because he thought she was possessed by a demon. THings at the 'hospital' were horrible. And, I mean horrible---you're hearing this from a vampire. When a vampire says something's horrible, it's truly horrible.
So, the guy who killed his grandma kinda crushed on me--in a sick, phsyco way. It was awfully weird. What was even weirder, is that a few weeks after, someone murdered the guy. I think THAT could have been Black,too. But either way, I'd like to thank the person who did it. That took a burden off my shoulders.
Of course my parents gave me ridiculous excueses for why I didn't live with them when I was younger. They said ONE thing that was true,though.... When I was a little one-year-old, they decided that I made their social life hard, because I was a b/astard. And the Volturi woudl probably wanna get my hands on me. So what they did the night they left me in a FREAKING GARBAGE CAN of a cradle, my mom went out and killed a little one year old. That way, no one would know that I was given up. Everyone thought that I had died, and my Mom did that, to clear her name.
After Damien and I had another harsh break-up, I went to live with Mom and Dad for a while. THEN, even though I basically just saw them again, they kicked me out. AGAIN. Because they said I needed a job. Didn't they know I didn't look old enough to have a job?! I hate my parents.