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I was born in London, UK, to a single mother who didn't have a hope in Hell of looking after me. She left me in the care of her boyfriend/ drug dealer who then took me to social services. I went through a string of foster homes before being adopted by Mr. And Mrs. Jones, who already had an adopted child (my brother, Chas) and are the best parents ever.
We moved from London to the Welsh boarders, where Chas and I grew up beating the crap out of each other as brothers and sisters do. We got a dog, Skipper, who is now very old, and two cats, Polly and Jack. Our first cat, Captain, got run over. We still miss him.
I went to school in an all girls primary, where I talked to trees a great deal. My secondary education took place at an all girl's boarding school, where I talked to walls and scared the crap out of my dorm mates. When I was just 13 I found my first love, Jayze, a Biker/Goth who used to hang around the village where we live. Around 3 years later he was killed in a car accident. I am officially still in mourning.
Recently, I have had a bust up with my English teacher at boarding school and had to move my education to a local college, which is far more acceptable, although I miss my friends a lot….
I am now living a relatively peaceful life, with me and my hair leading more or less separate existences, save for the occasional exchange of hair dye….
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