dawson, meredith selena

[meredith selena dawson]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 400px; height: 380px; background-image:URL(http://i64.photobucket.com/albums/h177/animegrl-252/x0r3w0.png); border-left: 10px solid #1e1e1e; border-right: 10px solid #1e1e1e;] MEREDITH SELENA DAWSON HEY THERE, THEY CALL ME MEREDITH AND I'M CURRENTLY TWENTY-TWO YEARS OLD. I'M PART OF THE DONORS AND I'M A HUMAN BLOOD BAG. ------------------------------------------------- Originally I didn’t want to be a donor. It just sort of, fell into my lap. The ballet company I was out ran out of money and was forced to close. Suddenly I didn’t have a way to make money anymore. I grew up loving dance, had a passion for it since I was a kid. My parents supported me throughout my choices, and my older brother seemed to enjoy the fact that I had found something to love. He was looking to be a writer, and occasionally used me for his inspiration or as an idea for his stories. I told him I wanted to be the first to know when became a famous writer. I went to the company when I was eighteen and have been there for three years. Unfortunately things went downhill quickly, and I was suddenly out of a job or a way to practice my craft. I decided to head to Revival one night just to get out of my apartment and get some fresh air. I had energy to burn. That’s where I met him, the vampire I donate my blood to now. Honestly, I had no idea that vampires even existed until I stepped into the club. I had read about them in books and seen them in movies, but I just thought it was a fairytale. I was terrified when I first met him and learned about his secret. Although he didn’t make it obvious or say it out loud, I must have been the only one that looked terrified in a club. I explained my situation to him and my worries for money, not to mention how I was going to tell my family. He seemed to listen intently, gathering as much info as possible that I could give him. At the offer he was insistent that I become his donor. The idea made my stomach twist, but the idea of his money sounded good to me. I needed it. He left me his card and told me to give a call when I made my decision. It was probably three days I was tossing the job offer through my mind. I suddenly saw the word in a different way. At night I didn’t leave my apartment, wondering about the other vampires that were out on the street. I wasn’t sure what to do. I needed the money, desperately. I was falling behind in rent. I called him and asked to meet with him. From the sound of his voice, he seemed confident that I would take his offer. I took his job under one condition, I didn’t want my family to know that I was going to be a donor for a vampire. He agreed. What he failed to tell me was that I was his first donor. He had plenty of familiars, but no donors. Since I was the first and only for a whole year he used me quite often. In the beginning it took some adjusting, the blood drinking was painful, but not so much anymore. I engage in intimate activities with him, but that I still haven’t adjusted to. He gives me a place to live, feeds me, gives me clothes, I just don’t go anywhere without him. The life of a donor isn’t all the glamorous, but I needed the money. I have a place to live now and I make money. I guess that’s all that really matters in this economy.

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THE PERSON BEHIND THIS WONDERFUL CHARACTER IS GENERALLY CALLED TELSA AND SITS AT AGE. SHE LIVES IN THE CENTRAL TIMEZONE. ALSO, THIS CHARACTER LOOKS PRETTY SIMILAR TO EMMA WATSON, DON'T YOU THINK?

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