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RIVERS, saige g. Oct 2, 2012 3:10:50 GMT -5

Post by saige grace rivers on Oct 2, 2012 3:10:50 GMT -5

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[/b] saige grace rivers.
RESPOND TO: saye.
AGE: nineteen
BIRTHDATE: july 16, 1993.
GENDER: female.
ORIENTATION: bisexual.
WARD: mentals
DIAGNOSIS: telekinetic.
CLAIMS TO BE: summer glau.
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[/b] Saige used to be a happy child but that was a long time ago. The way she used to be doesn’t even really matter. She is no longer that person, and who knows if she will ever be. Ever since she has been brought to this place, it has changed her. She withdraws from most people, and doesn’t trust the staff with her life.

She has become highly unstable during her time here. She is prone to outburst, sometimes violent. Other times she can be like a child, as innocent as ever. She remembers everything that has happened to her in extreme detail, so it haunts her every day. She often has flashbacks and they can come at any given time.

During her more lucid moments, she can be described as a sweet and caring girl. Those moments are just far and few in between it seems these days, but they do happen. During her time here, it has taken a toll on her mental stability. She will often say things that make absolute no sense, or are just inappropriate.

She is also highly intelligent and can spew out random facts, most people rather not hear. A lot of the time she is in her own little world, so she can escape from the hell she has to go through.

She is good at reading people but not in a supernatural way, she learned to read people over the years, and during her time here. It’s a survival skill, to know who to trust and who to not. Sometimes she can be rash and not think before acting, especially when she feels threatened. That’s all she really needs is someone to trust.

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Saige didn’t come from a broken home. Her home life was pretty good for the most part. Her parents might not have been parents of the year, but they cared enough about Saige and her sister.

Her parents were just the sort of parents who had high profile careers and were not always there for their children. They also had high expectations, especially for someone like Saige who was highly intelligent. They just wanted the best for their daughter. Saige of course kept her abilities from them a secret only her sister knew.

Things were going well in Saige’s life and nobody would ever expect her to have been sent to some rehab facility that wasn’t even what it appeared to be. At fourteen, her parents died in a car accident, leaving her and her sister alone, with nobody. They ended up being separated in the foster care system and losing touch.

Saige went from one foster home to another. She started to act out, finding drugs as a way to deal with her parent’s death and her sister being out of her life. They made her feel numb, and that was all that mattered. It all spiraled out of control when she overdosed on purpose and was found unconscious hardly breathing by her foster mother.

She was immediately taken to the hospital and after that, she was forced to go into rehab. When she got into rehab she learned it was anything but, and that it was an experimental facility, and there were more people like herself.

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• Abigail Monroe - Social Worker
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She went to grab Connor for support when she heard an abrupt voice. She nearly jumped out of her skin, at the sound of Connor’s father. Her lip quivered and tears of fear started to form in eyes when she heard the cock of a gun. She slowly turned around to see her worst fear play out in front of her. Before she could say or do anything, he pried Connor out of the closet. The gun was still on her. “Please don’t.” She said in a whisper, trying to keep it together. This was too soon to be in another situation with a gun. Then Connor was taken to the bathroom, the door slammed and then locked. Her entire body was shaking from the fear. She just stood there not sure what to do. She was scared to death if she tried to get into the bathroom; he would shoot either her or Connor. Her ears tensed up, just waiting to hear a gunshot. “Please don’t hurt him.” She whispered to herself.
She jumped again when she heard something hit the bathroom floor, and again when the door flung open, his dad was screaming out obscenities. She peered her head; to see if she could see Connor. He was spitting out blood, but at least he was both alive and conscious. Though conscious for how much longer, she did not know. She just stood there, she knew one wrong move and she could get either her or Connor killed. She heard the tires screech it outside; it must have been the police. She hoped the father wouldn’t do anything rash like take her hostage, or kill Connor or just kill both of them. Her hands and body were still shaking, and it was hard for her breathe. Her heart was beating so fast and so loudly, she swore she could hear it. Her pupils were probably dilated in fear, and Connor’s father could probably feel it radiating off her.

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