CARTER, CAMERON JACE

[CAMERON JACE THORNE]

CAMERON JACE CARTER

NAME: cameron jace carter
NICKNAME: cam, cammy.
AGE : fifteen
GENDER: male
ORIENTATION: homosexual, but afraid to admit it.
GRADE LEVEL: sophomore

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hi! my name is cameron, but a majority of people call me cam or cammy, whatever. i'm sixteen years old right now, but i'll be seventeen on february fourteenth. i'm around five feet tall and one hundred three pounds, i know, kinda short for a grown man, but whatever. i like boys a lot, even though i'm terrified to admit it.

i've been told that i get really excited really easily. i never really noticed, probably because i'm the person. i have a tendency to over react about almost anything. i'm just a dramatic person i suppose, but i'm good at keeping things to myself. i'm really just a mixed up person. i also get really into the things that i'm excited about and i try to hype people up, almost like a walking flier... except not really. i don't know. i just like being excited about things.

despite the fact that i'm always excited i like to keep it to myself. really, the only people that see that loud side of me are my closest friends and relatives. when i'm out in public i'm mostly a quiet kid unless someone is trying to hurt one of the people that i enjoy the most. i can get pretty defensive and mean when someone is being mean or harassing someone that's close to me. aside from that, though, i usually walk with my head at least semi-down. i don't have a lot of self-confidence and i don't really know how to deal with stress, but i'm learning.

i've also noticed i get embarrassed or flustered really easily. because of this, i tend to blush.. a lot. really, any little thing can make me blush. whether it's a small compliment, or a statement. if you're talking to me and i find you attractive, i'm blushing. if i get in trouble or get reprimanded in a group of people, my face is red. that's how i've been my whole life, and as much as i hate it, i kind of like it. maybe that's just me coming to terms with myself.

i'm unsure as to why, but i submit to just about anything people throw at me. if you're making fun of me, i just listen and stare at the ground, soaking it all up. if you're hitting me, i most likely won't hit you back because that's not the kind of person i am. i let people do what they want, even if they're just playing with me or toying with my emotions. i'm practically a doormat, people walk all over me... and i let them.

throughout everything that has ever happened to me, though, i try to stay on the bright side of things. if i stew over the bad things that seem to surround me, i won't get anywhere in life. if i just look to the things and people i love then maybe one day i'll be truly happy.

my mom died when i was six. she and my younger sister died when she was giving birth to her, so then i just grew up with my dad. i didn't know it at the time, but he was a pretty big dunk... he still is. since i was in middle school, though, my dad has suspected i was gay, and he recently started getting violent about it. he doesn't know that i actually am, but he sent me to ridgeway because he wants then to get it out of me, i guess.

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