*~* This is something I found on a page... It was touching... Sadly. *~*
ONE My name would be June Everett, and I don't remember what my middle name is.
TWO After being born in Canterbury, England, I've managed to stay alive for seventeen years, and, in the duration of that time, I got to 5"5 and 119 lbs exactly. I prefer to spend my life with plants, not people. I tend randomly fall on my face a lot. I don't understand why love has to be segregated towards the opposite gender, so yeah I guess that means I like both ladies and gents. I'll love you forever if you give me strawberry milk. smile
Maybe it's because I'm around plants too much, but I'm a WALLFLOWER.
THREE I'm not a perfect person, but then again, neither are you.
++: I have a definite talent for botany, and I don't where that'll get me in life, but I enjoy it anyway.
+: I like your haircut. I know it's nerdy but I get all A's in school. If you're cold, I'll give you my jacket and catch pneumonia just for you. I never run from my problems, I give them hugs.
-: I'm too shy for my own good. I don't know anything about my own emotions. I do that thing where you pretend your hairbrush is a microphone and dance around the room in just your boxers.
--: I physically abuse the people closest to me.
FOURYou know there's a reason I prefer being surrounded by plants instead of people?
One June 17th, Theodore Everett was told that his wife, Rose, had passed away soon after she delivered his 2nd child. The doctor added that she asked for her baby boy be named, June. Theodore then said, "Let it be so." and took his new child home with cold eyes. / His 1st son, Hemingway, was waiting and ran to his father with the widest smile. But, pushing the baby into Hemingway's arms, Take June," said Theodore, "and get him out of my sight. / The 5-year old would find out that his mother had died giving birth to his little brother, but he still loved June with all he had. His father, though, hated June, blaming him for Rose's death entirely. / Once June outgrew his crib, Theodore forced him into the greenhouse, and then after, that's where he grew up, in fear. Hemingway would sneak out little things, but there was little more he could do. Frequently, Theodore would go into the greenhouse, grab June and beat him. When the boy looked broken enough, he would leave as Hemingway arrived with bandages and ice. His older brother was the only thing that kept him sane, but because of his father's actions, he grew up frustrated with emotions and physically abused outsiders who tried to comfort him. When he realized he did wrong, June shut himself in the greenhouse, taking care of the plants. Hemingway said once that June had inherited both his green eyes and his green thumb from his mother. / Through years, he never spoke out. And every year, he would get beaten the hardest on his birthday, because it was also the day Rose died. Eventually, he had to be sent to the hospital. When the doctors it figured out, they placed Hemingway, then 19 and now 21, as legal guardian. The bruises faded after a while.
FIVE Hey, you: drink me smile , forgive me sad , use me wink , etc.
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