Emiri Greenman

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( EMIRI ELIZABETH GREENMAN )

( THE BASICS )

FULL NAME: Emiri Elizabeth Greenman

NICKNAMES: Em, Emmy

GENDER: Female

DATE OF BIRTH: October 26, 1995

CURRENT AGE: 15

EDUCATION LEVEL: Emiri is a freshmen in high school. Of course, she never actually attended much school.

SEXUAL ORIENTATION: Straight as an arrow.

MARITAL STATUS: Single.

MEMBER GROUP: Suicidal


RISK LEVEL: Level two

( PHYSICAL )

CELEBRITY CLAIM: Emma Watson

SKIN TONE: Pale and perfect.

HAIR COLOUR & STYLE: Emiri's hair is a light brown, and shoulder-length. It's pretty and softly waved.

EYE COLOUR: Dark, dark brown.

HEIGHT: 5'4 inches

BODY BUILD: Slender and jaunty.

WEIGHT: 117 lbs

SCARS & MARKINGS: She has a bunch of barcode scars up her arm, scratch-like ones on her stomach and a few on her thighs.

TATTOOS & PIERCINGS: Her ears are pierced, but that's it, she thinks piercings are weird.

( PERSONALITY )

LIKES:

• Knives and sharp things
  
• Blood and scars.
  
• Wild animals
  
• Imagining and making things up.
  
• Vacant areas that are pretty close to silent.
  
• Sleeping...anything can happen in dreams.
  
• Quiet voices.
  
• Learning new things.
  
• Filling out forms and coloring in bubbles.
  
• Banana muffins
  

DISLIKES:

• Talkative people
  
• Gossip
  
• Mean people
  
• Getting bullied
  
• Her life usually
  
• People who try to make her feel better about her life
  
• Electronic beeping noises
  
• The thought that robots may actually rule the world someday.
  
• Violence
  
• Yelling loudly and or screechy voices.
  

POSITIVE TRAITS:

• Intelligence-She's very smart, despite the fact that she's never attended many school days.
  
• Graceful-She's just as graceful as a fish, she used to participate in dance lessons before she snapped.
  
• A Good Story teller-She makes things up a lot, but her stories always capture an audience.
  
• Understanding-She understands-or tries to understand-everything people bring to her. She likes to hear other people's problems, it helps her stop thinking of her own.
  
• Sweet-She has the face-and personality of an angel. She's always nice to everyone.
  

NEGATIVE TRAITS:

• Standoffish at times-A lot of the time, Emiri will not talk to anyone, she's somewhat afraid of people and comes off as being a bit stand offish
  
• Won't Take Criticism-She won't let anyone criticize her. Ever. If someone tries to, she freaks out and leaves quickly.
  
• Quiet-She doesn't talk much, and so people sometimes think she's being mean.
  
• Negative attitude about life-She's always saying dark things, or telling people about why life sucks. It's not endearing.
  
• A Bit Scary-Sometimes, Emiri can get scary. She'll commit suicide right in front of you if you don't stop her.
  

GREATEST FEAR: Emiri's greatest fear is that someday, the bullies from her school will find her and torment her again. She's always ducking away from people because she's never sure who to trust.

GREATEST SECRET: Emiri's biggest secret is that she actually wants to live. But she can't find the will to admit that, maybe that's why she's never actually succeeded.

REASON FOR ADMISSION: Emiri is suicidal. She's constantly cutting herself in bathrooms, practicing her noose tying, and sometimes throwing herself off ledges and bridges. But for some reason she never actually succeeds.

( HISTORY )

MOTHER: Melody Greenman, 50 (Volunteer firefighter and chef)

FATHER: Matthew Greenman, 53 (Runs family restauraunt)

SIBLINGS: Lizzie Greenman, 12 (Middle school queen bee)
Charles Greenman, 21 (Bus driver)


SPOUSE: N/A

OTHER OF IMPORTANCE: Lester French, 15, deceased (Best friend)

HISTORY: The bullying started from a young age
When Emiri was only three years old, barely old enough to toddle, the bigger boys on her street would often bully her. A lot of the time, it got physical, they'd hit her or pull her hair, sometimes she'd bleed. Mostly, though, she'd just go numb. She was raised knowing she wasn't worth the shit they scraped off their shoes. She would stand by the fireplace with her hand resting against it, feeling the pain, and letting it take her. That was only the beginning.

By the time she started school, everyone knew to hate her. It started innocently, she could deal with it. They'd ignore her in the halls, occasionally a mean rumor would catch fire, but she'd ignore it. She was above things like gossip and the cold shoulder. People didn't bug her, and she did her best to not bug them back. She narrowly made it through elementary school and a bit of middle school like that.

However, in eigth grade, the more popular girls figured they had to put her in their place. The full out bullying started slowly, the way a storm does. They'd write things about her in permanent Sharpie on the bathroom walls, write the word "freak" on her locker in red nail polish. Nothing too harmful, she could also deal with this, although she was finding herself more attracted to fire recently. In fact, her hands were often bandaged or oozing with it.

Freshmen year is where everything died. A new kid arrived, his name was Lester, he was geeky, to thin for his height, pale and zitty. A new target, he actively sought her out and the two quickly learned to rely on each other. Until one day, Emiri stayed home "sick" from school, and Lester was beat to death in the boy's locker room.

Emiri put it on her to get revenge on herself for not being there.

That night, she tied a few practice knots, before looping one around the hanger bar in her closet, and tying the other end around her neck. Just as she kicked the stool out from underneath her, Charles entered, saving her life, and punching her in the face for being so stupid.

She's attempted several times, and seen many psychologists. But none have been able to provide the proper help. Her last attempt was where the line got drawn. She cut herself in the bathtub-a normal attempt, right? No. On the wall she wrote "TO LESTER OR BUST!" And now...she's in Markham.

( CLOSING UP )

YOUR NAME: Mattie

YOUR AGE: Seventeen-I'm Skylar's older brother. I saw this site up on her page.

YEARS OF EXPERIENCE: Two or three-I don't remember exactly.

RP SAMPLE:

Emiri sat in the silence of her own closet. The blackness surrounded her, crushing her, making the thought of asphyxiation even more thrilling. She let out a breathy sigh, chocolate colored eyes flitting across invisible objects. She let a smile touch her face, she loved the darkness, it let the garish light of day suffer. And that in itself was beautiful.

Beyond the closed door, she could hear her family participating in other activities. Her brother and mother were talking. Her little sister was IMing with one of her friends, and her father was yelling at the football game. The whir of the sewing machine calmed her uncontrollable nerves, and she managed to tighten the knot.

With shaking hands, she stood up, looping the other end of the rope around her slender, unmarked neck. She gulped loudly, asphyxiation was probably the grossest and most painful way to go, she couldn't let herself imagine her own face, blue and covered in veins, brown eyes popping. It was calming to an extent, and she sighed lightly.

She kicked the stool out from underneath her. As it clattered to the floor, she was blinded by the light of the living room. Muffled voices screamed about her. But it was okay, she was floating, now.

Beautifully gone.

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