Sophia Collins

Gender : Female.

Preference : Bi-Sexual.

Age : Twenty.

Eye Coloure : bright Green, with gold flecks around the pupil.

Hair Colour : Straight long black hair, cut into a 'Scene style'.

Hight/Weight : Four foot nine, One hundred pounds.

Let me hit you with a little thing called Personality! There is more than meets the eye when it comes to this Transformer! I can be the most Loud, Impatient, Fussy, Annoying, Moody, Random and Immature person you will ever know! Beauty only gets you Attention, Personality gets you Hearts. I'd be Happy staying 20 forever, but I'd much rather be a kid again, they have it so easy, always flashing there big cute eyes and getting whatever they want. Oh wait, I do that now. I'm going to be Famous someday only because you all said I can't! I love Barbie movies, I could watch them all day, but I hate the doll, she's a dirty slut that needs to get a real life! Hehehe. I've learnt who I can and can't trust in life and I like where I am with that. Be warned, I hold grudges and once you lose my trust you've lost it forever. I do know who my friends are and yes I know everyone says this but when I say it I mean it. My friends are the best, they have always been there for me and can always tell when I'm in one of my many upset moods, mainly because I won't be happy and running around and hurting people XD. Oh and before I forget! I'm not always grumpy and pissed off Monday to Wednesday. But if I am, Im sorry, I can' help it. If I wasn't a Cute violent little girl than I wouldn't be me! According to some people I'm beautiful but I personally don't see it. To me I'm just some normal girl trying to find out who she is, nothing special or Beautiful or gorgeous about me. Oh and before I forget, I love me Hello Kitty and I am the original Chesire Cat (Don't ask)..

So you want to know about me huh? Where do I start? I guess the begginning would be good.

I first opened my green eyes on the 5th of August to a Loving Mother and a devoted Father. Growing up in my household was a dream come true. I had everything I could ever want, but that changed when my Mother commited suicide. I was 8 at the time and in grade 3, I had recently started playing netball and was putting my long brown hair into a ponytail when I first saw Mother's favourite yellow mug lying at my feet, cracked and dirty. We didn't realise how bad it had been for her, she was so good at hiding it. Even when she didn't take her pills. I remeber I screamed and bolted for my Father who was outside looking after my new baby sister. I didn't want to see my Mother's cold stare and her face, so full of Life, a shade of Grey I only saw on my greylead. He held onto me so tight that night. I hadn't seen an older man cry beofre that night. He really did Love her. I wanted that. I thought I had that, but I was wrong.
Watching my Father deal with the new burdan of having to look after us was hard. I hated seeing him stare blankly at the television set night after night, a beer clutched in his right hand and a remote in his left. He still wore my Mother's ring after it happened. No matter how hard it was for me it was harder for him.
When I turned 16 my Father noticed I was having weird mood swings similar to my Mother. It was at this time he remarried a woman name Alexis. I hated her with every inch of my being, I was focused she was trying to take the place of my Mother and when Alexis had had enough of my terrible and distructive behaviour she thew me to the dogs. She placed me into an Asylum for disructive teens and left me there to rot. While there I was dignosed with Bi-Polar that was inherited from my Mother. I also became friends with a girl named Jessica who was than suffering from Anorexia. Now we live in the same house! Funny how that happens, your Stepmother throws you in an Institute to shut you up and you become friends with another, according to Alexis, emotionally ditached human being.
Once 18 my Father had seemed to come to his senses and divorced Alexis and took me back and claimed as his own daughter again. I know play soccer and still continue to play netball. They help with the moods, than again so do the pills the docs give to me.
He was my Love. My one and only and he broke my Heart. You know the story boy and girl meet, boy and girl fall in Love, boy goes away for a few months and gets with some blonde skank, girl finds out and has sex with her best friend to get even. And the girl kicked a couple of soccer balls his way. It was mutual but I can't help but imagine what would have been if I had aruged a little more the night before he went away. If I had pushed some more he might have resisted going and wouldn't have gotten with her. Before long, College came along and I was thrown into a whole new crowd. I tried as best as i could but it was hard to handle the new load upon me. I was never good at dealing with stress and school work. But thankfully with the help of my new friends I have done pretty well.

I'm terrified of Spiders. Just sayin'. They are disgusting, and ugly, and just all around not nice.

I'm also terrified of being alone for the rest of my life and dieing be myself. But we shall see what happens in the future.