Post by chance SCOTT HENDERSON on Mar 21, 2011 20:55:45 GMT -5
| [atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 380px; height: 400px; background-image: url(http://img851.imageshack.us/img851/4251/jtaprofileimage.jpg); -moz-border-radius: 250px; border-radius: 70px 70px 70px 70px; border: 2px solid #414141;] chance scott henderson! CHANCE, SIXTEEN, GHOST, JAKE .T AUSTIN chance henderson was an italian exchange student who was an artist at the top of his class. his father is a devout catholic and his mother all but lost faith in her religion when chance died. his parents separted after his death, and being an only child had no other children to battle for in court. chance was always a very bright student in italy, and it showed when he came over to america to better hone his skills. though very smart academically and artistically gifted, he was physically weak and constantly bullied at school, no matter where he went. chance and his family moved to canada so that he could attend school there for a while before going back to italy, but he never returned home. to earn money he often walked dogs, his favorite being a mastiff named ivan that belonged to his neighbor. one could say that chance and ivan were best friends, seeing as he never really had any, despite his kind and confidant personality. while out walking ivan one day the dog somehow slipped out of his leash, and somewhere in the chase the bullies that tormented chance caught up with him. he lost track of ivan trying to escape, already squirming away after one black eye. somewhere in the allies, twists, turns and walls he managed to get to a less secluded part of town where the bullies were less likely to attack him, but as soon as he escaped them he died. how? ivan never really was a good listener, and he ran right in front of traffic. unable to allow his only friend to die chance bolted out even in front of the cars to save his life. he had hoped that maybe he would scare the dog into running to the other side of the street, but instead was met with the front fender of a truck, the windshields of a car, and the asphalt of the road. chance is always seen in faded blue work jeans, running sneakers, a graphic T, a rosary around his neck from his mother, and some accessories on his wrists. his death was rather recent, only about a month ago, and he is having great difficulty accepting it. generally he's a pretty nice kid, always able to peel back the layers and look into the beauty of things, his mother called it his artist's eye. he blames almost everyone for his death, except ivan of course. the schools for not trying to reach out to him, the parents of the bullies for not punishing them, the drivers for speeding, the bullies for obvious reasons, his parents for not listening to him or enrolling him into defence classes, and the churches for planting everything on faith. mikey is a lady killer?! of caution 2.0 |
