Post by lorilie on May 25, 2010 21:06:05 GMT -6
[shadow=red,left,300]Alyss Molly Madigan[/shadow]
A shy, scared soul has entered Blue Ridge Riding Academy, in the form of the thirteen year old transferred student, Alyss, a girl from New York. She has soft brown hair that doesn’t have a style or purpose other than hiding her face, and her body is of slim build. She weighs 65 pounds, and is 4’3”. She has pale skin from lack of sunlight, and has multiple wounds on her body, both old and new. Her eyes are a soft honey hazel blend.
Alyss’ shocking lack of body weight and height adds up to her past. She was severely abused as a child, until she was ten years old, and went through so much trauma, that though she’s been in therapy for three years, nothing has worked to break her shell open. She never speaks, and is practically considered mute. Her abuse was her mother’s doing, so if she sees a female older than her, she’s visibly terrified. If she’s cornered by an older woman, she’s been known to lash out violently out of fear.
Alyss’ abuse included beating her with anything that could be found in range. She was stabbed, slapped, punched, kicked, and barely got enough food a week. She lived on scraps. Slowly, she grew more and more animal-like, and then her behavior at school simply became unacceptable; she was taken away by the authorities, and when they found her multiple cuts and bruises, and not to mention the obvious burns from a cigarette or pan, action was finally taken against her mother. But a trial was put in order, for it was only fair, and when Alyss when to testify, her mother’s rage was seen as she grabbed the guards gun and shot her own daughter three times. Alyss was immediately taken to the ER, then the OR, and was then placed in ICU. She stayed in ICU for nearly six weeks, for she’d been hit in a lung, collapsing it, her rib was cracked in three spots, and some veins close to her heart, but, thankfully, not too close, had been sliced open.
Her therapy, when she was approved for it, involved horses. This seemed to be the only place she was comfortable enough to respond, but she had stopped speaking at the trial. She seemed to be in a daze when not around horses, and kept strange, meaningless(at least to others) objects with her at all times, like a small stuffed plush moose and a pen.
Alyss was in this unreachable state for nearly three years, for her experience with death occurred when she was ten. Then, a few weeks after her thirteenth birthday, something her caretakers considered incredible happened – Alyss had a major response to a horse. Something that brought her very close out of her shell. She bonded with another abused soul, an, ex-racehorse called Something in her racing days. Something was starving and malnourished, but was a fiery, dangerous spirit. Then, in a cliché moment, she and Alyss were in the arena, staring at each other, completely stunned to see a reflection of themselves in another creature.
From that moment on, Something was Alyss’. They caretakers of the child frantically looked for a place to send the two souls, knowing they needed people with more equine experience than they could offer around. Blue Ridge was the final decision.
But before she left, Alyss took out her pen, took the hand of a caretaker, and wrote these words;
She’s not ‘Something’. She’s Alina now. My Alina.
Alyss has some distinct scar I feel should be listed;
A severe burn scar on her right wrist, on the top
A straight scar on top of her forearm from an inch below the top of her elbow down to the burn on her wrist
Two parallel cuts on the side of her right hand
two perpendicular scars on her left wrist, the bottom
A bullet scar on the left side of her collar bone
two bullet scars on her left rib
