Post by caitlyn jordan zimmerman on Feb 22, 2010 19:54:18 GMT -5
( caitlyn jordan zimmerman )
Oh, I'm going my own way
My faith has lost its strength again
Oh, it's been too hard to say
We've fallen off the edge again
My faith has lost its strength again
Oh, it's been too hard to say
We've fallen off the edge again
HEY, MOM, THERE'S SOMETHING IN THE BACK ROOM.
hope it's not the creatures from above !
hope it's not the creatures from above !
AGE , sixteen.
GRADE , junior.
OCCUPATION , none.
HOMETOWN , Helena, Montana, USA.
YOU USED TO READ ME STORIES, AS IF MY DREAMS WERE
boring, we all know conspiracies are dumb !
boring, we all know conspiracies are dumb !
PERSONALITY , feisty, bookworm, animal-lover, outgoing, environment-lover, good listener, smart, nice, sweet, music-lover.
DISTINGUISHING MARKS , she has her ears pierced.
FLAWS , Since she loves to read a lot, people get annoyed when she doesn't hear them the first time. Caitlyn feels rather bad about this, but she can't it.
BEST MEMORY , When she beat this girl's butt at a horse show.
WORST MEMORY , When her parents divorced, and her father leaving them.
HISTORY , Caitlyn Jordan Zimmerman was born and raised on the beautiful open range of Helena, Montana to John (a wealthy horse breeder) and Becky (an elementary school teacher) Olsen, who exposed their little girl to horses, dogs, cats, and other animals that lived on the ranch. At a tender age, Caitlyn was riding horses, feeding chickens, and entering in her first 4-H fair before she started first grade. To tell you the truth, Caitlyn didn't want to leave the country for the city, because in Montana, she felt free, and loved everything about it. But, there would be a time where she would have to leave Montana for good.
In her early childhood, Caitlyn had witnessed her parents fighting more than once. In fact, they would have several fights in the same day, and when some of her friends would ask if they could come over, Caitlyn would say that they are too busy to have people over, just to cover up that her parents were fighting. But, John and Becky noticed their daughter's withdrawal from her friends, so they decided to not fight as much while they had company over. When Caitlyn was having a sleepover, her parents broke that promise by fighting in the kitchen, and the group of girls could hear plates and cups smashing against the wall, or on the floor. The fighting got so intense that Caitlyn's friends had to phone home, and the sleepover was over. Through out the night, Caitlyn cried over the fact that her parents might be splitting up, and she didn't want that. Her parents were too much in love...or were they?
Fast forward to the summer of sophomore year. The Olsens were still a happy, threesome family, and John and Becky have managed to control the level of their fighting. It was a gorgeous day out in Helena, and Caitlyn was outside, riding one of the many horses that her father was allowed to keep, which was named Lady. Caitlyn saw from her point of view (which was on top of a horse), to see her father getting into his car. Quickly, she got off Lady, and practically ran to her father, with questions filling her eyes. Her father told her that her mother and him had gotten a divorce while Caitlyn was at a friend's house. Caitlyn tried to get more information out of her father, but Mr. Olsen left, saying he could see her sometime after she and her mother have moved to another state.
Fast forward to another year, in which Caitlyn has entered her junior year. She still clutches to the memory of her father, thinking he'd return to her and her mother, who still hadn't registered the fact that she divorced the man she loved, and married, which made Caitlyn sad, but mad at the same time at her father for leaving them.
WHAT IF PEOPLE KNEW THAT THESE WERE REAL?
leave my closet door open all night !
leave my closet door open all night !
MEMBER GROUP , student.
PLAY-BY , Selena Gomez.
NICKNAME , heather.
CONTACT , MSN: princessinwaiting_13@hotmail.com.
OTHER CHARACTERS , none.
EXAMPLE ,Chocolate. That’s what she needed. Scribbling a quick note to her mother, she took her skate-board and her purse that was by the door and off she went into town. When her mom and she moved here, Cait instantly fell in love with it. It was just like back home in Montana. She easily fit right in, and she totally dug the small town vibe. She bit her lower lip. Though, as much as she could say for herself, her mother was still upset. It was bad enough that Mrs. Zimmerman was crying every day, and while she wanted to stay with her mother, Mrs. Zimmerman told her to go out, and she shouldn’t worry about her. Though, Caitlyn was worried: crying wasn’t good, and she was afraid what people would think of her mother. Before they even thought about moving, a friend of her mother’s suggested moving, and Mrs. Zimmerman thought Lincolnshire was a good place to move. Well, if she thought it was a good place, why is she still crying?
Pushing the thoughts out her head, she opened the door that led to the general store, and she smiled when she made her way towards the ice cream parlor. Once there, she ordered a small chocolate ice cream—in a cup, she didn’t like cones—and sat down at a random table with her skate-board under her feet. As she dug into the ice cream treat, her mind wandered to not her mother, but her father. It was him that put her mother into this condition, and she was mad at him. She wondered if he was enjoying his new family someplace else while Mrs. Zimmerman was crying and having break-downs. Sure, they had their fights, but Mrs. Zimmerman still loved him. Caitlyn couldn’t say the same: she didn’t longer love him. Mrs. Zimmerman told her she should still, but Caitlyn refused, even if he send her nice things, it still wasn’t enough. She couldn’t love a person who made her mother cry. It just wasn’t right.
As she polishing off her treat, she looked around the store. Old-fashioned, yet it was peaceful. She sure didn’t have any when she lived in Montana that was for sure. She smiled. Just like she thought: she was going to love it.