Basil4Life

Name: Jordan Melina Basil-Figueroa Nickname(s): Melly, Lina, Melina Sex: Female Born: September 19, 1998 Birthplace: London, England Hometown: Brooklyn, New York Fur Color: Dark Tan Eyes: Green Hair: Black with blue highlights Ethnic: Hispanic/British Parents: Anthony Richard Basil (Father), Juliana Esther Figueroa-Roblejo (Mother)   Animal: Mouse Occupation: Cashier at Zion’s Music Store; Student (Junior)   Weapons: Pepper Spray   Clothing: Boot cut jeans/shorts, black converse shoes, tank top, and open flannel shirt Likes: music, playing the guitar and violin, singing, hanging out with her friends Javier and Mia, reading,

Chapter 4 As I sat in this chair, folding the dried clothes in front of me, I looked back on the past month. Obviously Lord Cumberbatch was given no choice but to let his wife know of him firing Margaret for her unethical ways. Unfortunately, I had to bear witness of their argument soon after, which then led to Lady Cumberbatch secretly punishing me with a switch to the back. I was forced to keep quiet of my sentence for reasons she has threatened me with countless times before.   My back was still sore from those lashes. I can still hear the sound of the switch as it scrapped against my bare skin. My muffled cries so I could not give what h

Little bird, little bird, why do you go astray? You seem so low and worrisome, oh, have you lost your way? Your feathers wilted and tattered, it seems so hard to say. The life you live is tiresome, you don’t know night from day. Little bird, little bird, it’s sad that we must see,   The pain and hurt you hold; too bad that it must be. Your whimsical tunes and harmonies that filled us all with glee,   Were shattered and torn to an eerie silence that you are no longer free. Little bird, little bird, the light that’s far is near. So do not cry and do not pout, try not to shed a tear.   The shackles that hold you, that ke