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| Character History |
My Da is American, my mother was Russian. She came across the ocean and across the states to marry my father. It worked out well from what he said, they had corresponded well and got along immediately. Then I came into the picture. My mother wished to return to her home and my father obliged. They took a vacation in Russia where I came into being. My mother died in giving birth to me. To be specific it was due to obstetrical hemorrhaging, which is a major cause of maternal mortality and the hospital still isn't up to par even in these nights. I was likewise born dead, but the doctors worked quickly to bring me back from that precipice. I wish I could know what that was like, that moment on the threshold.. but I suppose that I am getting ahead. I was told I was always a quiet child, prone to illness however, but well behaved. I have always loved winter. I am a child of it, one season coming to an end and the other struggling forth. Ever since I was young I was fascinated with what made things tick. Concepts such as life and death were natural to me and I confess, death was more appealing in many ways because it isn't judgmental. This is a trend that continued throughout my life and manifested further as I grew up. To put it gently, my interest in death is deemed unnatural. I auditioned at the age of ten for ballet, was not permitted entrance due to frailty. It has been something I fought against all my life but fortunately I was spoiled in some small way. My Da would bring me books to read in bed as in Russian book are very cheap. Read I did, my favorites were the fairy tales. My interests, however, were not limited to the books. When I was out of bed, I enjoyed learning about the world first hand as well. Me and my Da would take me to the cinema and theatre to watch the shows. I managed well enough in school as well, despite my sickly nature. After primary school, myself and Da returned to the states to his home in Dunwich upon hearing about the poor health of his parents. It took me a bit of time to adjust to schooling in the states, it is different then in Russia. In Russia one is taught a bit of everything. In secondary school of the states they focus in specific subjects very heavily. I apologize for getting side tracked. I once again did well enough, my teachers for the most part were willing to let me make up my homework when I was ill. Thankfully, in this new small town the community didn't seem to take as ill to me as many others have in the past. It was an old city and just felt right. Once out of secondary I applied for the University, which is where I am currently studying my fields of interest. The diverse community isn't as much to my liking but thankfully my home of Dunwich isn't far away at all. |