kat
"i'm a badass bitch, your point?"
basic info
| full name | kathryn j brown |
| generation | first |
| age | 17 |
| grade | junior |
| date of birth | january 25 |
| gender | female |
| bf/gf | single |
| nickname | kat, or kath |
appearance
eye colour; blue
hair colour; blonde-brown ombre
skin colour; light tan
personality
backstory
My name is Kathryn. Kathryn Josie Brown. I'm 17 years old and I'm from Kanawoo, Australia. It's a small town down south. No one has ever heard of it, but it's beuatiful. I recommend visiting. I love it there. Correction. Loved it their. My parents, Andrew Lachinski and Sarah Brown, moved to Australia from the states when they were newlyweds. You see, my father's parents, who are respectable religious people, didn't approve of him dating my mother, who was poorer at the time, she smoked, she skipped class, and her house was dark and musty. My mother's parents didn't give a flying hooray about her. But when they met, it was truly love at first sight. They weren't supposed to be together, so after college, after high school, they eloped and moved far away. Then my mother found out she was pregnant. With me, of course. I was born on January 25, 2000. Right into a new century. But my birth was hard, especially on my mother. Smoking was starting to come back at her, hitting her in the chest like bricks, so hard she could barely take a deep breath sometimes. It was lung cancer, and their was no attainable cure. So having a baby took everything. Of course she was alive to meet me, but she was never the same again. She sat in a rocking chair the rest of her life, smoking pot and cigarettes and reading me stories. In a way, she was a good mother, in other ways, not so much. One day, when I was 4, I was sitting on the living room rug of our condominium, playing with my toys, when she collapsed. I went over to her, pulled on her sleeves, started screaming her name. No neighbours heard me, but somehow I new to call 911. My father arrived at the hospital soon after they'd come, scooping me into his arms and holding me tight as they did everything to get her back. But nothing seemed to work.
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