EVANS, poppy.

[POPPY EVANS.]

poppy alexa evans. ------------------

hospital records.

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surname: evans
forname(s): poppy alexa
gender: female
age: 19
d.o.b.: 26th may
height: five foot five inches
weight: one hundred and three pounds

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age: 17
d.o.b.: 26th may
height: five foot four inches
weight: one hundred and eighteen pounds
admitted by: ambulance
existing conditions: n/a
incidence: car crash, passenger seat, wearing seatbelt
mental state: concious, in shock, responding normally
injuries: broken left wrist, deep cut on forehead, deep cut on stomach, no internal injuries
treatment: stitches on forehead and stomach, cast on left wrist, one night observation.

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age: 18
d.o.b.: 26th may
height: five foot five inches
weight: one hundred and nine pounds
condition: wrist healed and cast removed, cuts healed, stitches dissolved. possible post traumatic stress disorder? patient unco-operative.

letter to her mom.[/color]

mom,
things aren't the same without you. dad's going crazy .. gone crazy. he drinks all the time. so do i, but i'm not the parent .. i feel like i am though. dad doesn't even try any more. it's like he's given up. he has given up. i do the laundry and the washing and the cleaning and look after ollie. not that he needs looking after, he's growing up fast .. he hasn't got a choice. me and dad aren't much help, we just leave the house and drink and come home when we need things. i'm scared ollie's going to end up doing the same thing. we need you, mom. dad misses you, ol misses you .. he talks to you all the time. i miss you too. i can't manage without you.
poppy.

voicemail to travis.[/color]

" trav, for fuck sake. stop fucking whoever you're fucking for one second and answer your phone. i'm at your house, in your bed, as a matter of fact, and your mom's flipping the fuck out looking for you. i'm not dealing with that, yknow? it's not my job. but you know i'll sort her out anyway, 'cause i always fucking do. get your head out of your ass long enough to appreciate the shit i do for you. for fuck sake. "

six things about poppy.[/color]

001. she's definitely not over her mom dying. she was in the car when they crashed. she still has nightmares. it's driven her off the rails a little. 002. she loves hates her best friend travis. 003. she can't stand being around her dad since his depression took over. his alcoholic depression. 004. the evans family still live in the same house, with all of mrs evans things still in the house. poppy can't stand being there and spends most of her time at travis's house. 005. she only goes home when she knows her dad won't be in, at which time she quickly cleans the house and does the laundry, which her dad can't manage to do. 006. she's terrified her brother's going to go off the rails, but she doesn't know how to stop him. so she just stays out all night and drinks herself into oblivion.

photo she keeps hidden under her pillow.[/color]



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