{ K a t i e O p i n }

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{ K A T I E . O P I N }

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Name Katie Hannah Opin
Gender Female
Age Sixteen

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Appearance Katie has long, slightly curly/wavy chocolate brown hair that falls past her shoulders down to her upper back. She has never dyed it or put highlights in it, so everyone is used to seeing her with her chocolate head. Her bangs are long and messy, and normally cover both, if not, one, of her stunning blue-green eyes from the judging eyes of the public. Katie isn't really someone to slab on the make-up; normally she just goes without. Katie's figure isn't nessicarly skinny of fat; athletic or buff. She's just..average. Weighing in at a normal weight, Katie doesn't really worry about what she eats, and she doesn't really watch her weight. Maybe she should; but she doesn't and could care less if she become overweight. Katie doesn't really care about clothes that much, either. Normally, she just puts on an old pair of riding pants, faded leather boots, and an old t-shirt. Nothing special or fancy. Not to the barn, anyways. Katie's eyes almost always have a sort of listless, lost, look, but don't think she isn't working; thinking. Her brain is always on the move, even if doesn't seem like it. Katie is also a normal height, at around 5'4. Maybe a little short, but once again, Katie could care less. Finally, her lips are a natural pinkish color, and it looks even more vibrant in the sunlight. Her face is also dotted with freckles all year, giving her a childish appearance. Some thought they were cute and envied her, others mocked her about them. Guess what Katie thought? She didn't care, like always.


Personality This sixteen year old has quite the enigma of a personality. Years ago, when she was a preteen, she was content with life. Happy. Bubbly, even. But why am I seeping into the past? This is now. Years later, Katie has turned into someone her family would never want her to be - someone who has spiraled into a real depression twice, even after medication. Katie has lost her bubbliness and contentness in exchange for sorrow and grief. Though she has learned not to be so depressed every hour of the day, she has become more and more solitary as the years slowly ease on by. She doesn't enjoying being around people and that's obvious. Generally, Katie is quiet and serious, silently observing everything. She was always the audience, never up on stage. There was just too much stuff going on in her life for her to grab the reins and take things in stride.

Now, you may be expecting me to say, "Through all that..." or something similar, but I don't really know if Katie has a "Deep inside" anymore. Perhaps it has faded away along with her happiness and faith, but nobody is really sure. Katie doesn't really know herself, either. She hasn't felt happy in so long...what was her old self like? It was almost like she had a horrible case of amnesia. Many people have tried to find the real Katie, but even more have failed. She's a lost cause, an empty soul left on this Earth purely to suffer. Perhaps I am lying, but this is no joke. Katie is really like this way. Lost, depressed, and confused. Katie is very hard to anger, but extremely easy to upset. When she is upset, she holds it all in, along with the rest of her emotions. She only tends to "Release" her emotions when she is alone, but sometimes someone just says something that makes you snap. Katie tends to stay away from relationships, too, in the fear that, if she died, the people who were her friends, who loved her maybe, wouldn't have to go through the same sorrow and grief she did. Katie doesn't want to break any more souls, just as hers was.

When Katie was diagnosed with Leukemia, she literally lost all hope. Drained of it instantly. Her eyes gained a listless look in a few days, and Katie felt as though she was on her deathbed. She was not confident in herself; confident that she was going to survive. Katie was slowly allowing Leukemia to control her life, without even knowing it. She was hanging on to her life by a thread, almost daring to let go; to die. After a few years, however, she stopped fighting. She simply shut down; let Leukemia take full control. She lost what little hope and faith what she had gained over the years, and her world crumbled beneath her feet. Perhaps someone is sending her an angel, a guardian, a spirit, anything, to redeem Katie, but she is a lost cause by now, stuck in the murky depths of nonexistence.


History Katie's past will make up for her onslaught of depressions. Like I said before, when she was young, she was happy and bubbly. Enjoying life. Her parents were in love, the money was good, she had friends, and she hadn't ran into any major hurdles yet. Life was perfect...if only it would stay that way forever. I'll just come out and say it. Katie's Mother had Leukemia. At first, she was stable, pretty healthy. Happy, even. The fact that she had Leukemia didn't bother her. She took life's hurdles in stride.

However, when Katie was nine, she had been in Ballet lessons and tonight was her recital. Her Mother was supposed to be waiting for her backstage when the recital finished, but only her Grandparents were there to greet her with much less than a happy expression and a bouquet of roses.

"Katie, your Mother's in the hospital."

The words hit her before Katie could do anything. At first, she thought it was a joke...but why would her grandparents joke about something like that? One eye contact and Katie was on her knees, sobbing hopelessly in her knees. Her grandfather and grandmother and managed to pick her up and throw her in the car, where they drove, all crying. Katie seemed to be heading into shock as she collapsed on her Mother's bedside, wishing for herself to wake up, like it was a bad dream. This was her worst nightmare, and it was happening right before her eyes. That night, at 12:07PM, Katie's Mother passed.
Every time the clock strikes 12:07, Katie can't help but feel a pang of sharp depression and the need to be alone.

Two months later, more horror was graced ever-so-generously upon Katie. It was just your regular physical. The usual doctor. The usual nerves. However, instead of her Mother sitting across from her, her Grandmother had taken her place. Lately, Katie claimed she had begun to feel sick...woozy, dizzy. Faint, even. Worried, her Grandmother rushed her to the doctor's, where tests were run. Only one came back positive. The doctor took Katie's Grandmother out in the hallway to talk privately, though Katie could pick out a few words.

"...Why we didn't catch it before."
There was a sobbing sound from behind the door.
"...Leukemia? My granddaughter has Leukemia?"

Katie felt as though she had been slugged in the chest by an Elephant. Leukemia? Leukemia? Had she misheard? Biting her lip, Katie struggled to hold back a torrent of violent cries and sobs, maybe even a few pleas. Why has she been cursed with this horror of a life? All she wanted was an answer.

Years later, Katie has learned to cope with her Leukiema, though it has loomed over her like a mosquito on a warm summer's night. Threating to bite, but not yet...because of the Leukemia, Katie tends to shy away from close bonds, not wanting anyone to be hurt the same way she did if she were to die. Though Cedarbridge has helped her cope, things have never been the same.

That's Katie's past. You could say she has an attraction to sorrow, don't you think?


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Feeling Normal

{ N O B O D Y ' S . H O M E }
Avril Lavigne

I couldn't tell you why she felt that way,
She felt it everyday.
And I couldn't help her,
I just watched her make the same mistakes again.

What's wrong, what's wrong now?
Too many, too many problems.
Don't know where she belongs, where she belongs.
She wants to go home, but nobody's home.
It's where she lies, broken inside.
With no place to go, no place to go to dry her eyes.
Broken inside.

Open your eyes and look outside, find the reasons why.
You've been rejected, and now you can't find what you left behind.
Be strong, be strong now.
Too many, too many problems.
Don't know where she belongs, where she belongs.
She wants to go home, but nobody's home.
It's where she lies, broken inside.
With no place to go, no place to go to dry her eyes.
Broken inside.

Her feelings she hides.
Her dreams she can't find.
She's losing her mind.
She's fallen behind.
She can't find her place.
She's losing her faith.
She's fallen from grace.
She's all over the place.
Yeah,oh

She wants to go home, but nobody's home.
It's where she lies, broken inside.
With no place to go, no place to go to dry her eyes.
Broken inside.

She's lost inside, lost inside...oh oh yeah.
She's lost inside, lost inside...oh oh yeah.

Thinking about Leukemia

{ A L L . T H E S E . L I V E S }
Chris Daughtry

Doesn't come down when she calls,
"It's time for breakfast."
Momma can't get down those halls
Fast enough to see
Glass is sprayed across the floor
From the broken window.
She can't breathe anymore.
Can't deny what we know.

They're gonna find you, just believe.
You're not a person; you're a disease.

All these lives that you've been taking,
Deep inside, my heart is breaking.
Broken homes from separation.
Don't you know it's violation?
It's so wrong, but you'll see.
Never gonna let you take my world from me.
The world outside these walls may know you're breathing,
But you ain't comin' in.
You ain't comin' in.

Posters hung on building walls
Of missing faces.
Months go by without the cause,
The clues, or traces.

They're gonna find you, just believe.
You're not a person; you're a disease.

All these lives that you've been taking,
Deep inside, my heart is breaking.
Broken homes from separation.
Don't you know it's violation?
It's so wrong, but you'll see.
Never gonna let you take my world from me.
The world outside these walls may know you're breathing,
But you ain't comin' in.

Shed the light on all the ones who never thought they would become
A father, mother asking why this world can be so cold.

Doesn't come down when she calls,
"It's time for breakfast."
The memories begin to fall.
She asks, "When will I be free?"

All these lives that you've been taking,
Deep inside, my heart is breaking.
Broken homes from separation.
Don't you know it's violation?
It's so wrong, but you'll see.
Never gonna let you take my world from me.
The world outside these walls may know you're breathing,
But you ain't comin' in.

All these lives that you've been taking,
Deep inside, my heart is breaking.
All these lives that you've been taking,
Deep inside, my heart is breaking.
All these lives that you've been taking,
Deep inside, my heart is breaking.
The world outside these walls may know you're breathing,
The world outside these walls may know you're breathing,
But you ain't comin' in.



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