Denith

Sefa opened her eyes and allowed a crooked grin to cover her face as the single most important thought in her life so far popped into her head - "I'm ten today!" The realisation made her buzz with excitement, although she casually pressed herself deeper into her feather mattress, absorbing the warmth and comfort as the chill November air played around the cold room.

I woke myself up screaming again last night. Every night the nightmares get worse! There's the traditional nightmare where I stand there and my brother advances towards me with a knife in his hand. My parents watch us to one side, silent at first and then they burst out into encouragment to my brother, urging him to knife me or whatever. He doesn't need the encouragment...he comes striding towards me, an evil glint in his eye and I try to run but my feet just wont move! I scream to my parents but they just wont help me!

I do wish that good things came alongside the bad things rather than having all the bad things happening at once followed by all the good things although I guess having it that way around proves that there's always a light at the end of the tunnel. I've had such a rough time of late - its been building up for months but I finally think that I'm turning a new leaf and things are starting to get happier which is brilliant of course!

OOC note: this was the bit on her profile that was her backstory but I've decided to re-jig one or two things and decided that I no longer wanted this on her profile! 

As a child I would spend most of my time in the garden of our home. The house itself was nothing special - a small family home for the lower middle class of Dale but the garden was always something a little more special. I think the best thing about the garden was that none of the rest of my family ever really ventured into it unless they had to which had caused it to become wild and untame and thus the land of many childhood fancies and play for myself.