Amria DeSoto
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Background
Dear Diary,
I'm suppose to write in this stupid thing because my therapist thought it help me collect my thoughts or some junk like that. It's not like I'm going to tell her what I going to write anyway. I mean hey after these are my private thoughts, and I shouldn't have to talk about them if I don't want to . Besides you are going to be the only who believes anything I say in the first place.
Before I get into any of the freaky, weird, stuff I guess I should give you a bit of a flashback, a tid bit of where I came from. First of all I'm from Romania, yep land of Dracula and fairy tales, but don't get to excited I don't remember much of it. I was born there and I was a baby there but I guess my real parents didn't want me, so they put me in a Orphanage. Then these two great people Robert and Melanie DeSoto were on a missionary trip with their church group when they took one look at me and said something on the lines of 'That's the cutest baby I ever saw and we have to have her.” Or at least that's how I see it in my head. It's a better fairy tale.
So they brought me back to America and I was their very own little girl. Maybe not the perfect little girl but I was healthy and I didn't cause too much problems, well not straight up. Hey let's see you many not want to know the boring stuff, but in a nutshell, I learned to talk, dress myself, and I even beat that whole diaper thing, and I even went to play dates and had a good time. My parents even learned Romanian and taught it to me so I could have some of my heritage. It's neat to talk to them out loud when you want to say something secret in public. It's fun.
My father is a doctor, and a pretty good one from what I hear. He was working at the hospital all the time and Mom taught English Literature at the local University. I'm not saying they didn't have time for me, we spent a lot of time together, just there were some lulls, so at first it was daycare centers then it was like dance classes but soon I ended up in gymnastics, and I loved it, well I did at the time. I got good balance, I guess that helps on the board as well. I could tumble and walk the balance beams and stuff. I won a few ribbons and trophies. My mother would say if things would of went different I would have been Olympic material but I don't buy it.
Then the bad dreams started to happen. I mean major bad dreams, waking up crying for my mommy lying in a wet bed kind of bad dreams. Yeah for a while I didn't know what was scaring me, when I wake up I wouldn't remember anything. As I got older, I started to remember pieces and parts. I remember dancing by a fire in the olden times and like the flames would get higher and I'd dance faster but then there was this screaming, and like I saw these monsters and they were killing everyone around me. Soon everything was covered in blood. It wasn't cool at all.
The dreams wouldn't stop I'd have them like four or five times a week. Mom and Dad had me seeing another therapist and when they didn't work they had me see the Minster and when they didn't work. It got the point where I rarely slept, I had to cut gymnastics. I was a scared little girl. I just couldn't focus on anything except those dreams and monsters. A Thanksgiving trip to see my cousins in California changed all of that.
My cousins were older than me and all boys and they were a bit rough and tumble. At first Mom didn't think it was good for me to play with them but I begged and begged and they let me. Ya know little girl charm sometimes works. I hear it works on boys too but I've not tried it out. Oh anyway let me get back to my story. So like they were riding these skateboards and doing all these tricks and I just wanted to do it. So I jumped on my cousins board and kind of skated about but I ended up falling off and skinning my knee. I cried it hurt, but it totally didn't stop me from like trying again.
Much to my mother's disapproval I was hit by the skateboarding bug. Instead of Barbie or My Little Pony I was just wanted decks, wheels, oh and a totally awesome ramp, oh like a half pipe would be great but my parents drew the line at that. Well I mean then, I totally have one now but that's not the point of the story. The point is that there's is something about skateboarding that helped my nightmares, I didn't have them as much, and eventually I stopped having them for a long while.
Ya know things were good, I skated a lot then. Well I skate a lot now. I did good in school. I hung out with my friends, mostly other skater kids, I'm not the popular sort. I'm a bit too much of the tom boy for most girls. So I didn't get to go to many slumber parties. That's okay I mean, after all that had happen it would just mean more friends for me to lose. More on that later.
I got real good at skating. I really think my gymnastics came in handy. I'm good on my feet, I'm fast, and I can air walk, acid drop, hit the 720, all kinds of ollies and tricks. If you had eyes I could totally show. I'm really really awesome. I even won a couple of junior competitions and I got my picture and an article in Skatebeat magazine. I totally want to go pro one day, just go to get this stuff all behind me so I can do that. I need to compete again, I wonder if I can compete around this new town. Prove to everyone that I'm not crazy or a misfit that I can totally be Primo at something besides being the resident crazy girl. I hate that. It be good to do some normal things again.
I don't really want to talk about it. So I'll talk about something else until I want to say something again ya know. Your nothing but pages and thoughts anyways, it's not like anyone is going to read my diary. If they do I'll pound them. Yeah, great Amria pound them like I didn't get in enough trouble. Le sigh this sucks. Really I don't know why that Shrink wants me to do this stupid thing. Okay enough with the talking to myself, let's talk about another thing I like. I'm like a total nerd, geek on things.
I like comics, good sci-fi and horror films. I like Punk Rock, and Ska, I even like Poser rock and some Emo stuff. Yeah I'm still a girl and I drool over Fall Out Boy or Panic at the Disco, but I got my Sex Pistols, MXPX and oh yeah the Clash. I play video games, I love my x-box and my PSP, and my DS. I got a laptop and I surf the web and chat with my friends. I'm not a hacker or anything but I can work my way around it.
So why did we move here? I guess it's time to tell ya. Those dreams I told you about well they started to come back last year and they were horrible. Me dancing around a camp fire and these demons coming to slaughter my family. They got real bad, I dropped school again, I stopped skating, I just stayed in my room. Another round of shrinks, meds and I became the crazy girl again. It's not what I wanted so I started to research it.
I found a witchcraft site, run by these cool techno pagans and they started to help me figure stuff out. I kept a dream journal to help me remember what I saw. They told me the dreams I was having was a past life of mine. Since I was originally from Romania it most likely I was from a gypsy heritage. Pretty cool huh? I think so. Anyway gypsy had some special magical properties and dealt with all kinds of supernatural forces. It may have been one of my ancestors that had crossed a demon and I was reliving a horrible memory.
They had a spell and if I followed the direction it would totally cure the dreams and I could get on with my life. So I had to find all these strange ingredients too. Some really gross stuff like eye of newt, which I learned were reptiles so I used frog eyes I got from the science lab at Mom's college, and I got quicksilver which is mercury from a thermometer, some other powders and stuff and one night when my parents went to a party I performed the ritual.
I was in my bedroom and it was dark I remember I had lit the black candles I found at the craft store and laid everything out and started mixing things and saying the weird chant I had printed out. Everything seemed to go fine until I finished the chant and finish the mixture and nothing happened. I tried adding more things but nothing happened. I finally stood up and kicked the damn thing bowl I was so mad and then the house began to shake and my head felt like it was hit by a truck.
I was on my knees crying in pain, my nose and my ears were gushing out blood. Now this is where it got weird. My head cracked open and this little tiny man crawled out of it. I'm totally serious too, he was some sorta of monster all covered in slime and snot right out of my head. He screeching in Romanian how I trapped him and how he was going to get revenge on my family and me.
I watched him grow like to seven feet tall, and ugly covered in this green slime and had all these bumps on his body. I was scared out of my wits, and I'm not going to lie totally need a new change of pants. He picked me up by my throat and sniffed me for some reason and then threw me on the ground and told me this was enough torture now. He then started to glow and he blew up my house!
Yeah he blew up my house. It was a demon, totally leveled my house and everything we owned. It was horrible. I survived but I guess that was the demons plan all along. Of course everyone else said it was a gas leak and that I was lucky to be alive. Everything I said and did was ignored, a demon was coming to kill me and no one cared. It sucked.
It took about a month but I got another laptop and when I got back online I told the techno pagans and they couldn't figure out how I could of screwed up the spell so much that the monster came out of my head. They said they'd help me out and stuff, so that was pretty cool. They sent me some text files on witchcraft and spells and stuff and I like totally love that stuff. I can even do minor spells like make my pen float and stuff. It's totally cool but I got to learn, I'm going to though. I'm gonna be an awesome witch one day.
So we got the insurance money and my parents thought it would be a good time to ya know start a new life. Dad got a job working at this hospital in Massachusetts and mom got on with the University. The place is called Devilshire which is kind cool, I like the name. It a nice place to start and plus Massachusetts has a huge witch history, like with Salem and stuff so that's cool. I going to start a new school in the fall which is cool. I wonder if I'm going to be the only would be witch in the eighth grade? Who knows? I got to not worry about a demon trying to kill me. I mean I'll figure a way to stop it, I hope and all. I know what you are thinking, demons and all. Yeah well I'm really stalked, I am the reincarnation of some gypsy person, and I'm a skateboarding witch. I think that's totally awesome, well minus the demon stalking thing that's totally lame but what'cha gonna do about it. Ya know what this diary idea is stupid. That's it. DELETE!
Personality
Amria is all about having fun and the thrill of life. She skateboards to have fun, she got into witchcraft for the same reason. She's not interested in it if it's stuffy or boring. She has no time for fuddy duddies-well unless they are interesting.
Powers and Abilities
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People & Friends
People & Friends
Sebastian Smith - Dude's a Rom, sorta like me but he's more into it. I mean outside of reading that old school D&D book and watching the history channel I don't know much about Gypsies. Though he's kind of a cutie so ya know that's a plus.
Cassie Shepherd - Cassie is like my total BFF. She's so cool, she a sweet heart and I like to hang out with her. She's a little older than me but ya know that's cool, I can hang out with the big kids if I want to.
Jonathan Kane - Mr. Kane the best teacher at the highschool. He teaches German and I'm so taking his class. He's got some groovy things about him, he's blind but cooler than Daredevil. I really like Mr. Kane.
