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Okay, here is my story. It was actually my history for an rp character I was making in another group:


Violet was born on April 12, at 3:46 pm, exactly two weeks and 5 hours late. Her mother, Jenna, became very worried that maybe, just maybe, her baby wouldn't be born. But Mr. Lancing, John Lancing, kept encouraging Jenna, and in an hour, Violet came out, taking her first leap into the world.

John and Jenna cherished their "little surprise", as this was the first baby they could actually produce. They had tried many times, only to fail. Except once before. But that comes later.

Violet Ciara Lancing was a beautiful baby girl, with lustrous golden skin that glimmered in the light. She giggled, laughed, cried, screamed, threw tantrums, but none of this bothered the Lancing's. John and Jenna found ways to shush Violet, and making goofy faces was one of them. Eventually, Violet ceased to cry or scream, and she became an obedient little girl.

When Violet was just six years old, she managed to be at the top of her class, acing every single test that was laid before her. She entered the Gifted and Talented class at seven, and still managed to be at the top of her class. John and Jenna were overjoyed with their angel, and you could say that they were a perfect family. But there is no perfect person without scars.

Do you remember when I said that Jenna managed to have another child before Violet? Well, if you don't, then check in the first paragraph, last sentence. This is a scar that still stands on the Lancing family:

About twelve years before Violet was born, a different little girl was born into the Lancing family: Genesis. She was the light, the sun, the everything to John and Jenna. Genesis was radiant, and they couldn't ask for a more perfect daughter.

Genesis grew up to be a beautiful girl. In less than a year, Gensis took her first steps. In three years, Genesis could speak many words. At five, she became top of her class. Genesis was better and brighter than Violet is. John and Jenna cherished their daughter, and they were a happy family.

But there is always bad luck in good luck.

At just eight years old, Genesis engaged in a car accident. She was playing on her scooter on the road when a car came speeding down the road. Genesis did not see it coming, but she did hear it. But not in time. Before she knew it, she was sprawled on the ground. Her parents found her hours later, as just a figure in the dark. They hurried her to the hospital, and in a few hours, the doctor reported that from now on, Genesis could no longer walk, and was deaf. John and Jenna cried and cried for their precious angel, and took her home a few days later.

Genesis became depressed, and soon, she became too skinny and ate nothing. Now, there was no light in her, pale as can be. Her hair, once bright with laughter and glow, was now damp with sadness. Genesis stayed away from other kids, and never went out. You'd think you've had enough with her? Not just yet.

A year later, Genesis had an asthma attack.

She was ten. It came on quick, and once again, John and Jenna rushed her to the hospital, only to find that their once little angel, was dead. It was a huge scar left on the family, and they buried Genesis in the cemetery the next street down. From then on, John and Jenna vowed not to have a baby until two years have passed. Now, little Violet was born.

When her parents told Violet that she had an older sister who had died, Violet was heart broken, but she moved on. Now, she is an exceptionally good daughter, who is healthy, happy, and above all, the best child that John and Jenna could ever ask for.

this defines sad.
I like the name Genesis.

LOL thanks guys. :) I worked hard and long on this.