MILLER, grace anne

[Grace Miller]

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• DEAD OR ALIVE •

grace miller

"CAN'T YOU SPARE A PENNY FOR A LITTLE GIRL?"

[style=text-align: left; font-size: 10px; font-family: verdana; padding-top: 10px; padding-left: 10px; padding-bottom: 10px;]NAME • Grace Anne Miller
NICKNAME • Grace, Gracie (only if you know her real well)
AGE • Eleven
GENDER • Female
SEXUALITY • Straight
OCCUPATION • Thief
CLASS • Low Class
FACE CLAIM • Abigail Breslin

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"Hand upon a deadman's gun, and you're looking down the sights,"

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Due to her age, Grace only stands up to about four feet and eleven inches. Her face still holds all the child innocence; though don’t let that fool you. The girl’s figure is more on the skinny side because of her living situation. She doesn’t really like to wear make-up unless she’s trying to convince someone she’s really older than they think she is. The girl’s face and skin tone are very pale, though her blush certainly reddens her face quite a lot. She doesn’t really like to blush because of the obviousness of it. Her face holds a set of brilliant and intuitive blue eyes, that look sweet on a first look but if you really look closer, there’s a little mischievous glint to them. Grace is one of those people that hair changes with the sun, so mainly in the summer her hair is more of a darker brown than her natural honey blonde/brown color. Finally the girl’s clothes range from things that wimpy people have given to her in pity to cheap things she manages to sneak out of a store. Most of the time, she’s dressed comfortably and loosely so she can run if she has to. Though, you wouldn’t be able to find her without her dusty cowboy boots, the last gift from her parents.

EYE COLOR • Bright Blue
HEIGHT • 4' 11"
WEIGHT • 75 lb.
BUILD • Skinny little thing.
SCARS? • A few flaw her pale skin from past experiences.
UNIQUE CHARACTERISTIC • Most likely her bright blue orbs.

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"Your heart is worn, and the seams are torn,"

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Somewhat of a little firework, Grace is creative, sneaky and perceptive. She knows what she has and she takes all the advantages she can from whatever she can. The girl can be quite blunt with her words at times though and some find her rude. Grace feels strongly that she should be able to share her opinion on things, especially if she disagrees with it. She definitely likes to get her way with most things and can be quite the horror when she doesn’t. Mostly, Grace can be a little like a kitten who thinks it’s a tiger. She has a lot of self pride in her and hates when others put her down.

Grace is still a child however, and doesn’t have as many experiences as some others. It takes a while for her to understand serious things, be mature with situations or any of the sorts. She loves to have fun, and playing pranks is one of her favorite pass times. Even if she is small though, Grace is far from stupid. Due to her perceptiveness, she notices things around her with a different perspective than most. The girl is very street smart because she pretty much lives out on the streets, making her living by stealing.

Finally, Grace can be extremely stubborn especially if she’s scared or angry. When she’s in a scary situation, Grace can only listen to herself. If she doesn’t want to do something, she’ll push it until she’s actually forced to do it, which rarely happens. The girl is quite independent, living mainly on her own in the past two years that she knows how to stay out of trouble for the most part.

LIKES •

sweet treats; Like nearly every kid like her, Grace falls for sweets. She loves them and treasures them because she rarely get to taste them.

pitiful rich people; Because of these people, Grace gets most of her items from them. Just paste on a sad look, as well as torn up clothes and you come out rich.

horses; Seeing them as more than a transportation device, she enjoys saying hi to them when she sees them. Not that she has a clue about them.

DISLIKES •

condescending adults Nothing gets more on her nerves than people especially adults who think they know more about her life than she does.

gangs; Grace hates them because they scare her. Plus they pretty make moving around by yourself at night a very hard and dangerous thing to do.

orphanages; Grace hates these more than anything else in the whole world. Pity houses, she calls them where they take you no where. She pretty much tries to stay away from them at any cause.

WEAKNESSES •

her size; It's very hard for a tiny eleven year old girl to take on a huge man or woman.

bugs; Put a bug next to Grace, and she'll shoot all the way to Europe if she has to.

sweet treats; She can't exactly resist food, especially if they're sweet treats. Somewhat like a dog treat, if you're trying to get it to come to you.

STRENGTHS •

innocent face; The way that face gets her a lot of money is definitely one of the advantages of being young.

goes with her gut; This has saved her so many times in past dangerous situations. Grace won't hesitate if she feels like it's the right place to be.

FEARS •

gangs; She's seen the damage they can do, and has even had a few sights of them herself. What her gut feeling tells her is to run away very fast.

orphanages; She's terrified she'll have to go back to that terrible place. Grace would rather slit her own throat than stay in one of those.

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"And they've given you a reason to fight."

[style=text-align: left; font-size: 10px; font-family: verdana; padding-top: 10px; padding-left: 10px; padding-bottom: 10px;]FAMILY • Dead Parents: Mr. Anthony and Veronica Miller; Dead Older Sister: Jessica Miller.
PETS • One big three year old, male German Shepherd named Fox. Extremely loyal and protective, but has a playful side to him, also one of Grace's best friends.
HISTORY •

Born to a family owned inn, Grace Miller was a very happy child and social child. She had a lot of fun living in her family’s inn, helping her mother with cleaning the rooms and her sister as well. Most of the time she got along with her sister, though when they had their fights they quickly made up. It was easy to see that Grace loved her family, and with all her child innocence she really thought the world was a very happy, loving place. Often going shopping with her mother entitled her to new experiences, such as poor people though she had never seen a dangerous type of person due to her parents overbearing protectiveness. They certainly did not have enough money to send the girl to school however, and she learnt most of her education at home with her mother. She learned to read, and liked it very much, often staying late into the night by a candlelight flipping through the pages of her mother’s very old cook books. There wasn’t much to read and Grace learned quite a lot of odd and normal recipes out of them. At seven, Grace had several neighborhood friends that she would play with, and enjoyed her time with.

Sadly, though they girls perfectly normal and innocent life had to end someday didn’t it? She was out playing with one of her friends one day when she finally got back home, her whole family was very sick. They had a disease, one of those terrible influenzas that had been probably brought over by one of their guests. The doctors came and tried to help them, but kept Grace at an orphanage for the time being so she wouldn’t get sick too. The now nine year old girl was terrified and scared of what was going on, she had barely understood it. Finally, her family’s suffering stopped; they died very tragically all in their sleep. After that, Grace’s world crashed, she made a permanent home at the orphanage and was treated very differently from the love and kindness she had gotten at home. Being spanked and screamed daily made her morale drop with every passing second. Finally little nine year old Grace decided to pack up what was left of her belongings and leave. She ran in the night, seeing everything her family had protected her from: gangs, killings, drunks. The girl had been terrified till she stumbled straight into a stray dog.

The dog had been merely surprised though wasn’t vicious to the poor creature and after that Grace decided to call him her “Fox”. In the morning, the two left town to Texas where all the rich people lived. Quickly, the girl learned she could easily make money off of pitiful people and earned her living that way. Watching everything with a hawk’s eye, Grace learned from thieves how to carefully steal and she lived this way for two years till now. She still roams around, careful and quick, stealing and begging to get a life for her and Fox.

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"And you're not going to take what they've got to give,"

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Uhh.... noooo... xD Check Chase's bio.

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"And you're not going to let them take your will to live"

[style=text-align: left; font-size: 10px; font-family: verdana; padding-top: 10px; padding-left: 10px; padding-bottom: 10px;]IF FOUND, PLEASE NOTIFY SHADOW IMMEDIATELY. THEY HAVE BEEN SEARCHING FOURTEEN YEARS FOR THIS INDIVIDUAL. PLEASE MEET AT THE SHERIFF'S OFFICE, AND RECITE "WOULD YOU OM MY NOM?" IN ORDER TO RECEIVE YOUR REWARD.

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