Post by Brlynn Casperri on Jul 14, 2013 20:40:05 GMT -6
brlynn casperri, who is the youngest out of the English bred Casperri family. Unlike her two older sisters Mikell and Laden, and especially more than her close older brother Conall, Brlynn is well known to be the smarter, calmer, more in control of the Casperri siblings.
The Casperri family seemed to be always close to the spotlight. After all, when you live in an isolated English village and your father is an executive to the Queen, unwanted attention always comes calling. The Casperri had learned since a young age to never go calling for attention and too always keep your head down.
Lynn was the only one to follow that philosophy. The rest of her siblings were the wild ones, attending all of the best parties within a hundred mile radius. Drinking their fill, smoking to their lungs content, Conell always tried to drag Lynn along with them to the parties. She never got into them except for the drinking and occasional cigarette.
Oh the drinking. Lynn was defiantly a drinker. However, when she drank, she drank to escape, rather than become the life of the party. Drinking her way of escaping the monster.
The monster developed inside of her when she was 13.
It was a usual day. Her eldest sister Mikell had graduated and school had ended just thev week before. Summer stared out gloriest infront of her and Brlynn couldn’t wait. That is, until her mother came home early from her job of being a care taker of the eldery woman who lived down the block. She was crying so hard her chidren couldn’t get a solid response to her. Then suddenly, Mrs. Casparri turned and told Brlynn and all of her siblings that their father was having an affair. And that she was leaving. And that she hoped that they could all join her soon enough.
Just like that, Brlynn’s mother was gone. Had ran off and caught the first train to London.
The divorce was final within a few months and by that time, Mikell was off at college and Laden, Conall and Brlynn were back in school.
Brlynn was different though. On the inside, at least. She was always checking herself, making sure no cracks were shown through her composure. On the outside was a brunette, wearing high tops with vintage band shirts. On the inside was a deranged damaged monster. Looking at her eyes during her dark moments was like looking at a serial killer's mind, except the only person she was killing was herself.
See the monster was she. Not that anyone even knew about the monster.
When she was fifteen, her mother got remarried. Brlynn didn’t have an opinion on the guy. However, she did have an opinion on being sent to America with her brother to boarding school (Laden had graduated). Brlynn was all for it; Conall not so much.
Still they both went. Back in England they had both been the popular kids. Brlynn was as good as actress as a liar so she got through it well enough. Conall was the same way except he actually enjoyed the attention.
The Casperri family seemed to be always close to the spotlight. After all, when you live in an isolated English village and your father is an executive to the Queen, unwanted attention always comes calling. The Casperri had learned since a young age to never go calling for attention and too always keep your head down.
Lynn was the only one to follow that philosophy. The rest of her siblings were the wild ones, attending all of the best parties within a hundred mile radius. Drinking their fill, smoking to their lungs content, Conell always tried to drag Lynn along with them to the parties. She never got into them except for the drinking and occasional cigarette.
Oh the drinking. Lynn was defiantly a drinker. However, when she drank, she drank to escape, rather than become the life of the party. Drinking her way of escaping the monster.
The monster developed inside of her when she was 13.
It was a usual day. Her eldest sister Mikell had graduated and school had ended just thev week before. Summer stared out gloriest infront of her and Brlynn couldn’t wait. That is, until her mother came home early from her job of being a care taker of the eldery woman who lived down the block. She was crying so hard her chidren couldn’t get a solid response to her. Then suddenly, Mrs. Casparri turned and told Brlynn and all of her siblings that their father was having an affair. And that she was leaving. And that she hoped that they could all join her soon enough.
Just like that, Brlynn’s mother was gone. Had ran off and caught the first train to London.
The divorce was final within a few months and by that time, Mikell was off at college and Laden, Conall and Brlynn were back in school.
Brlynn was different though. On the inside, at least. She was always checking herself, making sure no cracks were shown through her composure. On the outside was a brunette, wearing high tops with vintage band shirts. On the inside was a deranged damaged monster. Looking at her eyes during her dark moments was like looking at a serial killer's mind, except the only person she was killing was herself.
See the monster was she. Not that anyone even knew about the monster.
When she was fifteen, her mother got remarried. Brlynn didn’t have an opinion on the guy. However, she did have an opinion on being sent to America with her brother to boarding school (Laden had graduated). Brlynn was all for it; Conall not so much.
Still they both went. Back in England they had both been the popular kids. Brlynn was as good as actress as a liar so she got through it well enough. Conall was the same way except he actually enjoyed the attention.
