Lydia Savannah Rose

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Name:
Lydia Savannah Rose
Nationality:
Canadian X Australian
Gender:
female
Age:
18
Description:
Lydia is a rather pretty girl. She's got long hair that reaches to her waist and is aplatinum blonde colour. It's so blonde, that it's nearly white, actually. Her hair is dead straight without a kink or curl to it. But it's not a neat cut, it's more like it's been left alone for a while to become more of a natural, more jagged cut. She has the most stunning, unusual amythest coloured eyes. She is rather slender, though not anorexic and has a slight tan to her skin. She's of average height for her age.
Personality:
Lydia could be summed up as kind hearted. She's trusting, loyal and always looks out for her friends. But, due to her unusual looks, Lydia doesn't have many friends. Though, she can have a narky, head strong, stubborn side to her as well. Generally, when she's in one of those moods, it's best to just do as she wants. But, despite all this, Lydia hides most of her emotions and locks her feelings inside. She seems like a rather strong person, but really, Lydia is weak.
History:
Lydia was born in Vancouver, Canada and she lived there until she was 15, when her parents and her moved to her father's home country, Australia. They moved to the Gold Coast, Lydia loved it there. It was sunny and warm and the ocean was great. But she had never made any friends there. The only friend she had was her friend from Canada who she still kept intouch with. Still, Lydia made the most of her life in Australia and she enjoyed it. Two weeks before her 18th birthday, her parents went back to Canada for a holiday, leaving Lydia by herself for a couple weeks. On the day of her 18th birthday, at exactly 2:36AM, her parents were in a plane crash. The engine on it died and they went down. Everyone was either dead or critically injured. Her mother had been one to die, her father critically injured. Lydia stayed in the hospital for hours, waiting to see if her father would be okay. She had refused to cry, saying to herself, it won't do any good. The doctors finally came to tell her that father was alive, but barely clinging to life and it seemed he wouldn't pull through. The doctor said he had brain damage and One of his lungs had collapsed and his spine was broken. He was on life support for now. Lydia went to see her father. She had stayed by his side for days, refusing to leave. Not sleeping, not eating, nothing. Lydia was there for the last hours of his life. She had to watch as he slowly died infront of her. Still, Lydia did not cry. No matter how much she wanted to cry, she couldn't. She knew her parents would've wanted her to be strong. The doctors had to drag LYdia away from her father's body. She went to her parents' funeral, where everyone thought Lydia was a heartless person, as she was the only one not crying. She had to be strong. But, when she went home, she broke down. For days, she stayed in the house, crying. No amtter how strong someone seems, they all break at some point. But, after a month, Lydia decided to get her act together. Two and a half months have passed since their deaths and Lydia is continueing her life like they were still alive.

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