BipolarGaz1993

I Won't Let You People say suicide is the only way out for us. They don't accept it they don't accept us. My brother hates you. Your race hates mine and mine yours. I lay in your arms on the floor of my bedroom your holding me tight with one arm and a Irken gun to your head in the other. I have one hand on your chest and in the other a pistol to my head. You kiss my forehead and say "I love you Little Gaz." A tear falls from my eye and say "I love you to Zimmy." I have my finger on the trigger ready to fire. You lift your head and move your hand to my head and whisper "I won't let you." I pull the trigger and you move my hand so t

Name: Cheryl Palmer Eyes: Red Hair: blonde hair, tied in a pony tail. Hieght: 5'9 ft weight: 135 lbs Personality: Cheerful, kind, smart, honest, stubborn at times. Traits: Horse Rider, animal groomer, Can take care of farm animals, farmer. Back story: Cheryl grew up in a small farming town since she was young. All her life she partakes in Horse racing and often attends rodeos. Most of the time she helps her grand father take care of the animals in there farm. She has her own horse named ruby. She has few friends due to her demanding job as a farm girl, but loves to make new friends