Ward, Winter Jade

[winter jade ward]

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``WINTER JADE WARD!

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SING A SONG THE OLD MAN HATES
then you'll feel alive

»BIRTH NAME• Winter Jade Ward
»NAME• Winter.
»AGE• Seventeen.
»PLAYBY• Becky Lou Filip
»GRADE• junior.
»BORN ON• January 6th
»MEMBERGROUP• Substance Abuse

COVER UP WITH MAKEUP
in the mirror

»RACE• American and French.
»HEIGHT• 5'4"
»SCALE• 134 lbs
»EYES• brown.
»HAIR• Thick, naturally brown, waves that sometimes cooperate and turn into curls that fall just past her shoulders.
»DISTINGUISHING FEATURES• Naturally brown hair that's never been colored and isn't damaged.
»TATTOO'S• Two tattoo's decorate her body, one a swallow on her ankle that she got as a best friends pack, and a snow flake about the size of a palm on her left shoulder.
»CLOTHES•
Some odd cross between a hipster and a scene kid. Winter's never looked her best when she's in florescent colors but sometimes her friends talk her into a pair of brightly colored pants with one of her floral dresses on top, or a band she's never heard of with a vest over it. Winter is usually very simple and plain in her clothes, a hipster fits the style best. Floral dresses, cute tops and comfy pants with ballet flats, and a hat.

I WAKE UP EVERY MORNING
a big smile on my face

»STRENGTHS• Being quiet, putting others needs before her own, knowing when to say the truth and not being afraid to do so.
»WEAKNESSES• Wants to make everyone around her happy, forgetting to take care of herself, wants others to be proud of her, easily manipulated by her "friends", public speaking freaks her out, not good at lying.
»LOVES• Overcast skies and rainy days, thunder and lighting storms that last for a long time, the sound of a classic type writer clicking back to start a new line, burning candles, cuddling with her cat, curling up with a book, people watching.
»HATES• Being forced to speak in front of a crowd, any situation in which a lot of eyes are on her, funerals and anything associated with death, being in a car longer then twenty minutes, silence, body heat, fast food, and summer nights that never cool off.
»SECRET(S)• She blames herself for her best friends death. She once sold her body in order to pay for a fix of cocaine.
»QUIRKS/HABITS• Always has something in her hands usually a book/her purse/a pillow that she can clutch to her chest in order to create the illusion of space between her and another person when she's in a social situation. Bites all of her nails off when she's thinking. Anytime she's left alone she draws on her wrist verses from her favorite songs, or verses from books.
»PERSONALITY•
Strange. When you don't see the world threw the eyes of everyone else, you see things differently. You might in Winters case take a second look at something someone else over looked and find beauty inside of it. Winter has a knack for this, for finding photos and seeing things that others don't. It's why her photos come out so well, most of them aren't you have to be there moments she caught on film, there just things that no one every thoughts could be beautiful.

Honest. Growing up Winter found out young, she couldn't lie. As she got older, it seemed impossible but her skills to lie got even worse. She just doesn't know how to tell a lie, even when she should. It leads her to not talking to people, in fear she'll say something wrong something like, your skirt's ugly, your a bitch, or something like that. She's not just honest she's brutally honest. Perk of being brutally honest, no one has ever called her a liar.

Pessimistic. Some people see the world as a glass half full. Winter sees the world as, a basically empty cup with not enough water to save the life of a dehydrated toddler in need of water. She doesn't just see the world as something that's sad all the time. She hunts for the death and the disappearing. She sees the world as not a happy place.

Love. When she was little she was in love with the idea of love. She thought nothing could be greater then love. It would heal all and make everything okay if everyone could just find someone they loved and stop all the hating. Many years later, Winter believes her eyes have been opened and no longer believes in love. She doesn't believe in attaching yourself to anyone because in the end they'll die and leave you. You'll be sad, why would you want to put yourself threw that?

I TOOK THE CHEMICALS
we used to make our chemistry

»MOTHER• Laura Elaine Ward, forty five, seamstress.
»FATHER• Jackson Paul Ward, forty nine, Salesman.
»SIBLINGS• Jonathon Ward, fifteen, student.
»BITTERSWEET HISTORY•
History:
Winter was born the first child into what would assuming fall into the apple pie American dream household. Laura and Jackson were high school sweet hearts, they'd played around with other people all threw out high school and danced around each other saying they were just friends but by the time that Laura graduated everyone knew they were meant to be. They were married at a young age, and a few months later they had Winter. Three years later John joined the family and they had the typical American dream household. A father, mother, boy and girl, all they were missing was the white picket fence and the dog.

How could anything go wrong with this picture? Well it didn't, at least not for a while. Winter had a normal childhood, she took dance classes and learned piano, her brother played sports, her parent's didn't come to every game but they didn't miss them all either, they were present in their children's lives even with work in the way. No nothing really went wrong for Winter until she turned ten and her family moved.

A new house for everyone, a new job for her father, and a new school for the kids, all of it was a lot of stress for everyone in the family. It was understandable when her parent's started fighting, though the couple had never fought before. Winter learned to be quiet and prayed her parents would figure it out, only they never did. Once the fighting started in her house hold it never stopped. In a new town Winter didn't have anywhere to run to, she didn't know anywhere around them and she hadn't made friends yet, so she did what she thought she could do and she started cutting. That was were things started downhill fast, the school councilor was reported after someone saw some marks and Winter was sent into the schools group meeting for cutters.

It was in group that Winter met Nicole and the rest of the gang. A bunch of misfit kids from not to so put together homes all brought together twice a week to talk about their feelings and the things they did to try and escape their feelings and hurt. Nicole was the only other cutter of the group, and Winter grew to idolize her and her friends. Kids who had connections to good to keep their hands clean when the world went to shit. Nicole brought her into the fold, and became her idol, Winter worshiped Nicole, following her without ever thinking about it. Nicole was in love with Koda, a kid older then her, with cute friends Nicole tried to hook up Winter with but they never worked out. No one paid attention to them, in class they were ghost, they didn't love anyone outside of the group. Life was never enough for them, none of them knew they had problems. Koda just kept bringing everyone heavier and heavier shit, everyone just wanted a better high, no one cared to notice that some of them were on the verge of dying every night.

No one noticed them, no one but the others. Not until it was too late, not until Nicole didn't wake up, and Matt's soul was sucked out of him. Winter was in what should have been her Sophomore year, but was only her Freshman year when Nicole died. Her best friend drank herself to death, she died with a bottle of Jack Daniels in her hand. At only 124 lbs she wasn't hard to kill, Matt had died next to her, overdosing on that nights drug.

Winter's parents tried to throw her in rehab, after Nicole's death. But every clinic out there wouldn't take her. You can't fix someone who doesn't want to be fixed, and she didn't want to be fixed she didn't want to wake up and taste reality when that meant facing the fact her best friend Nicole was dead, and that life would never be the same. Not when she could do coke and everything would float away and she could be find and act like nothing had changed for a couple of hours.

Life went on like that for the group, until the night of the bust, the cops were called in on one of the groups parties, everyone was caught with one thing or another. Winter copped a plea bargain and wound up here instead of juvie.

A LITTLE LESS SIXTEEN CANDLES
a little more touch me

»CELLPHONE• gravity.
»LAPTOP• mac book
»CAR• none.
»iPOD• Nano.
»LOVER• none.
»EX• Koda, a want ad I'll be posting.
»SEXUALITY• straight.
»CRUSH• Bone, he's a want ad I need to put up.
»FLIRT• nope.
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