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Post by riley on Jun 10, 2013 21:56:37 GMT -5
Riley Jade Miller There's a girl in the corner with tear stains on her eyes from the places she's wandered and the shame she can't hide. She says, "How did I get here? I'm not who I once was and I'm crippled by the fear that I've fallen too far to love."
Born to be, Riley Jade Miller
Call me, Riley, Jade, Jadie [/i][/blockquote] I blow out my candles on, March 17
I'm pushing, 16
You can tell by my attitude I'm a,Pisces
I' was born a, Witch
I tend to crush on, Wizards and Witches
Due to my rents I'm a,Muggle Born [/i] [/blockquote] Sorting hat says I was born a,Slytherin
I'm in my,5th
Work is overrated, –none--
Oh look it's shiny,Wand: 14 ½ " Black Walnut & Phoenix Feather
They say I look like, Maia Mitchell But I don't really see it- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - You don't know your beautiful: When Riley was first born, her family called her "Little Onion Head": her head was round, and she was born with one long strand of hair on the top of her head.
Fortunately for Riley, she grew into both the head and the hair. She's tall for a girl and broad, and she takes little care with her appearance. Her posture is poor, slouched-over and uncomfortable. When she walks, her left foot turns out and her gait looks awkward and uneven. She dresses comfortable when she can, in oversized sweatshirts and jeans, and looks constantly as if she's trying to disappear behind all of her clothing.
Riley's hair is long and thick. In clear weather, it's straight with just a hint of wave to it. When it gets rainy or humid, however, her hair gets incredibly curly. Most of the time, Riley leaves her hair down, but occasionally she'll pull it back into a pony or a loose bun.
Scars litter Riley's body. Small, circular scars speckle across her arms and her chest, while long, narrow scars pepper her arms and legs. Her face and stomach are the only parts of her body completely clear of the scars, though her stomach has precious few.
Underneath her slouched and scarred appearance, however, Riley is a pretty if plain girl. She has soulful dark brown eyes and small, delicate hands. Her smile is luminous and her complexion is great, and on the rare occasion that she takes the time to clean up her appearance she looks as pretty as any girl her age.
What make me unique; Riley is an incredibly intelligent young woman. When she was tested as a child, she qualified as a genius in every area except one: she tested as visually-spatially impaired. While Riley might not be able to make maps in her head, she is otherwise quite smart. She has a knack for memorizing things, and she loves increasing her vocabulary more than anything in the world. Her favorite things to study are literature and psychology, and she reads up on both subjects quite often.
Riley is also family-oriented. She's passionate about her family. She has a tender heart when it comes to small children, and she gets more excited when talking about her niece and nephew than anyone else in the world. When it comes to the rest of her family, Riley is incredibly protective and loyal. She also values their opinions a great deal, a fact that often surprises her friends, for while she isn't likely to take nonsense from any of her friends, her family has her wrapped around their fingers and she'll do almost anything to keep her family members from being disappointed in her or upset with her. Secretly, Riley's biggest goal in life, more than her scholastic or business goals, is to grow up, fall in love, and start a family. This would also come as a surprise to people who know her because she's not the romantic sort, and Riley doesn't talk much about the goal because she's afraid it will never come true: as much as she would like to, she doesn't see herself falling in love because she can't imagine a guy who would put up with her unique needs.
Riley is a loner. It's not that she doesn't know how to make friends, because she does. No longer plagued by the social phobias of her youth, Riley actually does quite well around other people. However, she finds socializing to be a lot of work, and after exposure to other people Riley feels the need to get away to regroup. Sometimes she disappears for a couple of hours and comes back; other times she might disappear for days or weeks. Thus, while she does make friends, it's hard for her to keep close relationships: constantly dropping off the faces of the earth can be trying to people who want her available to gossip with at all times.
Riley is a dreamer. She learned at an early age to drift into her own world to deal with the boredom of being stuck in her room all the time, as well as the boredom of being in classes that were too easy for her. She writes almost constantly about one thing or another, stories upon stories. The sound of pencil on paper is entrancing to her, and she is nearly obsessed with the physical act of writing.
Although often unaware of her physical surroundings, when it comes to the people around her Riley can be incredibly observant. She has an acute sense of hearing and often listens in on conversations. Because she's so quiet, people tend to forget that Riley is there, and she's gotten a lot of information in her life simply from listening. Riley has a habit of playing stupid when it comes to information she's gleaned from eavesdropping, and most people often think her to be rather unobservant rather than realizing the truth.
Because she's so much more intelligent than the people around her, Riley has gotten used to playing stupid. She doesn't want people to feel alienated by her or intimidated by her, and she often tailors her own display of intelligence to be slightly less than the people around her. It's a trick that she originally noticed being exhibited by her brother, who always got through life acting like a dopey but happy pup, and it's frankly easier for Riley to play the part of the fool than figure out how to get people to like the real her. Because of this, however, Riley has a hard time actually getting to know anybody, and she often feels like no one—not even her family—knows the real Riley: the real Riley resides almost completely in her head.
Riley is highly ambitious and can be somewhat selfish. She thrives on positive encouragement, and often when she does things she's hoping to be acknowledged by someone. She's especially interested in impressing authority figures, and actually feels more comfortable trying to befriend her professors than trying to befriend her peers.
Riley can also be a moody girl. She has a mercurial personality. Depression runs in her family, and Riley has struggling with depression her whole life. On other occasions, however, Riley will get spurts of dizzying exuberance. At the age of fourteen, she was diagnosed with Bipolar 2 disorder, although it's not something she ever really talks about.
Riley is a terrified individual. She's plagued with strange phobias that she can't explain to anyone. She's scared of needles, and she's terrified of talking on the phone. Certain social situations make her skin crawl, and she never knows until she gets into them which social situations will make her uncomfortable. She plans her day out when she wakes in the morning, and disruptions in the plan she has established make her extremely uncomfortable. Some days she deals with these phobias better than others: if she's in a good mood, she can usually push them to the side, but if she's in a lousy place emotionally her phobias can take over her life and she can become crippled by them.
Her biggest phobia of all is related to exercise. Because of her orthostatic intolerance, Riley has terrible memories associated with exercise. Now when she tries to exercise, the very feel of her heart starting to race can send her into a full-blown panic attack. The only times Riley really cries are when she's called on to do something physical because her fear of it is so great. There are, however, a few notable exceptions to the rules. Riley does great on a broom, for example. Because she doesn’t have to run, the physical nature of riding a broom doesn't bother her as much as other activities. Similarly, she does well with kayaking, horseback riding, and swimming—activities that don't force her to be upright and don't call on her to hold her own body up.
[/size] Likes;Reading Writing Quidditch School Kids Music Movies The sound of pages turning
Dislikes; Running Loud Noises Being interrupted while reading Needles Spiders Bullies Watching sports on TV.
- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Taking a peek into the past,Nationalities,Irish Birth place, Lisburn, Ireland Current residence, Chichester, England Mother, Eva Grace Browning nee Rahill Stepfather, Matthew Paul Browning Father, Gabriel Jay Miller Stepmother, Lucy Bree Miller nee Hagman Stepbrother, Adam James Garnet (24) Stepsister, Sarah Renee Browning (23) "Adopted" sister, Michelle Adrian Westley (22) Brother, Ross Gabriel Miller (20) Stepbrother, Simon Lee Browning (19) Pet, Burrowing Owl named Xavi
Patronus, Lioness
Living the teenage dream,
Eva Grace Rahill was the ninth of eleven children. Her parents were devout Catholics, and despite the fact that they were very poor, Eva went to a private Catholic school her whole life. Her father was in the military; when he was home, he treated his children like small troops.
When Eva was eleven years old, her father died of lung cancer. Her mother, who up until that point had been a stay-at-home mom, went to work as a nurse. Eva and her siblings had to take care of each other while their mom brought in the money. Eva cooked every night from the time that she was eleven years old until she graduated from high school. Meanwhile, her mother was so busy with working and trying to keep eleven children fed and clothed that she had little energy left to see to the children's intellectual growth. Eva's grades dropped, and she barely managed to graduate high school. When she did, she was a woman with almost no self confidence and no marketable skills.
Gabriel Miller was the eldest child in his family. He and his brother David were close. When he was eight years old, his father left the family. He didn't say goodbye, and he didn't call; he just left. Gabriel became a stand-in father for his little brother David while his mom tried to keep the house in order.
When Gabe was ten, his mom remarried, and the two had a son named Luke. Gabriel's stepfather was good to him, but undemonstrative, and it was Gabriel whom the younger to went to for advice. Meanwhile, Gabe soared ahead in school. He had a photographic memory, and he wound up graduating valedictorian of his class.
Gabe ended up going to college with Eva's older brother, Seth. Gabe and Seth became friends, and he met Eva through Seth. At the time, the two needed each other: Gabe was a smart man but socially awkward, whereas Eva was socially competent but insecure. They started dating, and were shortly married.
Eva wasn't supposed to be able to have children. When she found out that she was pregnant, it was an absolute miracle. Ross was a gorgeous baby, carefully doted upon by both of his parents. He was also a handful—a loud, hyperactive child who never liked to stand still. The challenges that Gabe and Eva started to face as parents taught them how incompatible they were. By the time Ross was in preschool, they were beginning to be resigned to the fact that their marriage wouldn’t last for very long. It was a harder realization for Eva than for Gabe, for she knew that her family wouldn't accept her divorce, but she also realized that it would be harder on Ross in the long run if she and Gabe were to stay together.
Eva got pregnant again at that pivotal time, this time with a daughter. Riley was born almost a month late: Eva liked to say that she took her sweet time getting there and didn't speed up after, either. Ross was in love with his little sister immediately: he screamed when the nurses told him that he had to leave his baby sister at the hospital on the night she was born, and wasn't content to leave until they gave him a Polaroid of her to bring with him.
Riley slept through the night from day one. She was a quiet baby, almost unnaturally so. She never cried, but she also rarely smiled, and her parents had a hard time connecting to her. Meanwhile, their marital issues were getting worse. They hadn't divorced yet, but Gabe and Eva were never in the house at the same time. They finally divorced when Riley was three years old.
Shortly after the divorce, Riley had her first seizure. The timing was coincidental; in truth, she had her first seizure around the same time that she started running around. At first, the doctors didn’t know what caused it, but as the years passed and she had more and more seizures—at school, in church, at her father's wedding—they began to realize that something serious was going on. She was tested for various things, including epilepsy and tumors, and it was eventually decided that she had orthostatic intolerance. The doctors tried her on a corticosteroid, but it made her condition worse: they told her that her best bet was not to exert herself in any way.
Riley's parents both remarried. Riley's dad married a woman named Lucy who had a son named Adam. Adam and Riley got along great; Adam and Ross did not, and were constantly fighting with each other. At her mother's house, her mother had married a military man named Matthew who had two children, Sarah and Simon. Sarah and Simon only came over in the summers, but when they were there the four children were completely close.
After the marriage, Riley's mom moved to a new neighborhood. For Riley, it was the summer between kindergarten and first grade. She didn't mind the move: she spent most of her time reading anyway. Her siblings, meanwhile, were off making friends. Most significantly was Sarah's friend Michelle, who lived at the end of the road. Michelle was an only child in a household with a single mom. Riley's mom started having Michelle over for meals, and sometimes for full nights when her mom had to work late. Michelle became like another sister to Riley.
Another significant friend of that summer was Ross's friend, Scott. Scott lived in the house behind theirs, and Ross originally went over to Scott's house on a bet: Sarah bet him that he wouldn't have enough guts to hang out with the kid back there. As it turned out, Ross and Scott became best friends.
The next day before Ross went over to Scott's house, he stopped in Riley's room. Riley was on her bed reading a Redwall book. She didn't look up when Ross came into her room.
"Hey," Ross said. "You should come over to Scott's house with me."
"No, thanks," Riley said, not looking up from her book.
"C'mon," Ross said. "It'll be good. He's got a sister about your age."
"No, thanks," Riley repeated.
"Riley, come on," Ross said. "You really think Mom's gonna let you stay in here all summer? She'll send you outside to make friends eventually."
"I'm sure she will," Riley returned. "That's why I'm making the most out of my reading time while I can."
"You could do that," Ross said, "Or you could make a friend now that you'll actually be able to stand instead of hanging out with whatever stupid six year old Mom tries to fix you up with. Come on, Riley. I've met Scott's sister; you'll like her."
"I'm reading."
"She has a library," Ross said.
Riley rolled her eyes and stood up. "You know, you'd have saved us both a lot of time if you led with that."
Riley became best friends with Scott's little sister, Jessie. They were almost inseparable. Their friendship worked because Jessie was as flexible as Riley was inflexible: on days that Riley wanted to do nothing but read her book, Jessie was content to read with her, and on days that Riley wanted to play a game, Jessie was willing to do that as well. On occasion, the girls would go over to Jessie's cousins' house. Jessie's oldest cousin, Robbie, was a friend of Ross and Scott, and always called Riley "sugar momma." His two little brothers, Tyler and Chad, were around Riley's age, and Riley, Jessie, Tyler, and Chad would play games that the two girls couldn’t play alone.
When summer ended and Riley started up at her new school, the teachers realized right away that she was lightyears ahead of her classmates. They called her parents in and encouraged them to let Riley skip a couple of grades so that she could be better challenged in the classroom. Eva wouldn't hear of it.
"If I wanted my daughter to grow up with no social skills, I'd homeschool her," Eva said. "It's not like she's a social butterfly now; she can barely look at other kids her own age. She might not need to learn the adding and subtraction that other first grader's need, but she definitely needs to learn how to play with other kids."
It was the first time in Riley's life that the subject of Riley's differences from other kids came up in front of Riley. As she grew up, she overheard more differences. Her aunts would ask her mother, in hushed tones, why her youngest child never spoke. Her mother, on the other hand, was forced to cater to some of Riley's more extreme phobias—for as a child, she had an even more difficult time with change then she does now. Sitting next to the wrong sibling at the dinner table (Mondays were Ross, Tuesdays were Michelle, etc) could send her into a panic.
When Riley's Hogwarts letter came when she was eleven years old, it was a blessing on several levels. By that point, Riley was so bored in her classes that she'd started reading in the back of the room. Having whole new subjects to learn would, her parents hoped, put her back on the same level as her peers. They also hoped that boarding school would help Riley grow into her own self.
Hogwarts turned out to be the best thing that could happen to Riley. On her own, she was better able to regulate her schedule and her friends. When she needed "Riley Time" she had the freedom to escape her peers—a freedom she never had at home, when her parents and her siblings were always around and made it nearly impossible to get time alone. And while she was still more booksmart than her peers, she didn't have any more magical control than they did, an equalizer that made a world of difference for her socially. Riley grew up a great deal in the time that she was at school
Meanwhile, at home, her stepbrother Adam was getting into trouble. He had a drug problem that had been developing for a number of years, and he was in and out of jail. In Riley's second year at Hogwarts, Adam got a girl pregnant. It completely turned his life around: he checked himself into rehab, and that time he got sober for real. His daughter, LJ, turned out to be the best thing that ever happened to him. Adam married her mom, and two years later they had another child, that time a boy.
As Riley progressed through school, her phobias lessened. She learned work-arounds for her problems with change. Quidditch helped a lot with that; she had to be more adaptive on the pitch than she'd had to be in the past, and it carried into the rest of her life. It also helped that she'd grown up in a household that didn't put labels on things. Though Riley was diagnosed with various conditions through the years—orthostatic intolerance, bipolar 2, asthma, allergies, possible OCD—her mother refused to let her use the labels when she was home, claiming that Riley would use her conditions as a crutch, when Eva thought that God gave Riley some challenges, but no more than He gave anyone else. At times Riley found it enormously frustrating to be in a family that insisted that she could do things that she found impossible, but at the same time, despite their insensitivity, she knew that she wouldn't have gotten as far as she had without them.
Still, despite some changes in her life, Riley continued to be bad at maintaining friendships. She felt selfish at times, needing as much "Riley Time" as she did, and she didn't know how to explain her need for it to her friends. Her romantic relationships were an even greater disaster: as much as she wanted to fall in love, she was terrified of commitment. As her teenage years hit, her moods became more and more erratic, but her confidence and determination both grew enormously. [/size] - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - I like to be called, Mars.
Forever young, 21.
Time is of the essence, GMT-5 [/i] [/blockquote] Source, Caution? That sound about right [/i] [/blockquote] I also play, Brett Mindelan.
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