i'm just a kid...

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MAXINE 'max' DALE
I'M JUST A KID, LIFE IS A NIGHTMARE


YOU'RE REACHING OUT AND NO ONE HEARS YOU CRY

FULL NAME: Maxine Dale
NICKNAMES: Max..
GENDER: Female.
AGE: Barely turned 18.
SEXUAL ORIENTATION: Straight

THIS LIFE IS FILLED WITH HURT

HAIR: Wavy, blonde hair that barely reaches her shoulders. She has layers that hang around her face.
EYES: A light brown to a hazel-ish.
HEIGHT & WEIGHT: She's a shorty at 5'4" and weighs 114 lbs
Physical description: She may be short and skinny for an 18 year old mom, but she's pretty strong. Her eyes will be a light brown when happy or excited, but when she's mad they end up changing to almost a hazel. Max's smile is rare, but can almost brighten anyone's day. She could literally make someone's day by just showing someone her pearly whites. Though, ever since her life has been rough she rarely smiles. She's not depressed or anything, just having a rough life. If you get a smile out of her though, count yourself a lucky fellow.

AND I WILL PULL THE TRIGGER

LIKES: her son. That's all that matters to her at the moment.
DISLIKES: guns, know-it-alls, rich kids.
STRENGTHS: sarcasm, her so called "charm"
WEAKNESSES: her vulnerability, young mom, easy to anger, jealousy, cigarettes..
OVERALL PERSONALITY: Max is sarcastic, quick to anger, a loving person, and at times a brat. But usually she tries to keep calm for her son. Let's start with her sarcasm. At points, it can save her butt, but most of the time it gets her into a deeper mess. But she wouldn't be known as Max if she wasn't the sarcastic beast. It's kind of her specialty.

Her quick to anger side gets her into messes too. Mostly anything she'll take the wrong way, a weakness she's trying to fix. But at the moment, she's pretty fiesty. You'd be crazy if she never lashed out at you. Almost, alien. So if she yells, screams, or even physically attacks you, at least you won't have to worry about not being human anymore.

Ahh, her loving side. This is what you mostly see once you get to know her. Sweet, charming, understanding at points, it's no surprise she hasn't gotten rid of her son yet. Yes, her son. She was only 15 when she had him, and let me tell you it was not a perfect birth. But we'll get to that part later. Anyways, her son Asher has kept her on her toes. He seems to get right to her heart, calms her down when she's about to blow, and is slowly curing her from her cigarette addiction. That's why her loving side is usually seen, since Kyron is always with her.

Max's bratty sides is pretty rare. She only gets this way when she gets extremely frusterated. Her snotty remarks and sarcasm are almost as harsh here as they are when she's angry.

THAT'S NOT THE WAY I WANT MY STORY TO END

PARENTS: Both are deceased.
OTHER FAMILY: Asher Dale - son - 3 years old
OVERALL HISTORY: Let us begin from the beginning... well not the very beginning, but you get the point.

Her parents died when she was seven years old, so she never really had parental guidance. Instead, she had her aunt and uncle. Both alcoholic drugees. The days she would come home crying, angry, upset, betrayed she had no one to comfort her. Her aunt and uncle were both out with friends or partying. Most likely, every day she came home she was alone in the house until late that night or the next morning.

Years past until she reached Highschool. Honestly, the only reason she was still here was because of her friends. Several times had she contemplated suicide, and one time she almost suceeded. Luckily, one of her friends called her after Max had taken a few pills. She called asking if she was doing okay. Maxine broke down crying, explaining she had taken pills and wasn't ready to die. She was only 14. Her friend drove over to her house and took her to the hospital, saving her life.

Her sophmore year was a little better, though she was still recovering from the night she almost died. Towards the middle of the year, she met a guy. Max never learned his name, but one night at a party both got drunk. And one thing led to another... A few months later she felt sick and could not stop vomiting. Everthing she ate came back up minutes later. Calling her friend, she got asked that dreading question. Do you think your pregnant? Immediately, she lashed out saying a thing like this would ever happen to her.

But after a few minutes of thinking about it, she started to shake. The guy at the party. He'd done this to her. Ruined her life. Forever. Quietly, she sat in the bathroom crying, listening to her friend trying to comfort her on the other end. She was doomed. If the school kids at school figured out, oh boy was she in for it. She was already known as that crazy blonde with the alcoholic/drugee aunt and uncle. The only one who understood her was her best friend, Leslie. But she was moving soon. And soon enough she'd be all alone with this... thing. She could get an abortion... but she was scared it might hurt.

All night was spent in the bathroom; vomiting and crying while thinking what she was going to do with this baby. In the morning, she woke up with a conclusion. She'd run away, keeping the baby. Her whole life was already wrecked, so why stay here? Immediately, she packed up her stuff and headed out.

Six months later, about mid-July, she gave birth to her son. He was weak, little, and not crying. His mouth moved but nothing came out. Maxine frowned and she looked at the doctors. They weren't specialist, but they could tell something was wrong. She had used last of the money she stole from her aunt and uncle to pay for this, and after waiting 6 agonizing months alone for this baby he might die. DIE! After what she'd been through to keep him? The doctors told her he might not live that long, maybe not even to be 3 years old. He wouldn't be able to walk, speak, hear, and maybe even see. Great, just what Max needed. A messed up child.

Though, it's been 3 years later and Asher, her son, has proven the impossible. He can run, walk, listen and see. He can't talk though. Only gibberish comes out. No matter how hard Maxine tries, she can't teach him how to. And only trying to help him makes him frustrated. So instead, she loves him for the way he his. Being a mother at 18 years old isn't easy, and with a child who can't speak his mind in English isn't a plus, but so far these two have beaten the odds. Who knows? Asher could become president one day...

WELL I NEVER SAW IT COMING, I SHOULD'VE STARTED RUNNING




ASHER 'blake' DALE

FULL NAME: Asher Blake Dale
NICKNAMES: Asher
GENDER: Male.
AGE: 3

HAIR: Straight blonde locks that covers his ears.
EYES: Brown.
HEIGHT & WEIGHT: 2'3'' and 43 lbs.
Physical description: Short like his mom, he's little. But definitely not fragile. Mostly he's the normal rambunctious 3 year old everyone else has. Always seen smiling and laughing while skipping around with his mom. Most in his little town know Asher well, and are always glad to see his little face peek into their store or house. He's definitely the town's sweetheart. Even if all he speaks is gibberish, somehow everyone is able to understand him.

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reserved for xviolence if she ever makes her character xD

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why is she in Old West... SHE'S NOT IN OLD WEST TIME

[TheElves]

WELL MOFO. I'lllll fix it. -slaps self-

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Thanks xD

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