[css=border-style: double;border-width: 5px;color: #161616;box-shadow: 0 0 20px #000;] [css=margin-left:12px][css=text-shadow: 2px 2px 6px black;]BACKSTORY[/css] Madison, the youngest of the Ryter family, was born in Kensington, London. Her parents died shortly after she was born, so she never knew what it was like to have a mother or father. Being in a family that dealt in illicit activities, her life was very extravagant from a very young age. Being that she had no parents, her siblings and cousins were all she knew. Who looked after her and spoiled her to her hearts content. Even now, they are very careful on where she goes, who she meets, and there is always a Ryter around, to make sure shes safe.
Madison is very bright, being highly skilled in Literature. She also enjoys painting, dance, and music. She is very petite, with a china doll like face. Naive to what her family get up to, and the power that they hold within London. Madison is aware that the family have a reputation, and does her best to be polite and well mannered during any occasion. She does sometimes wonder why some of her siblings are out so late, or why they may have blood on there shirt, but never questions it. Although, though naive, she knows secrets are kept from her, and will keep looking to find out the truth.
[css=border-style: double;border-width: 5px;color: #161616;box-shadow: 0 0 20px #000;] [css=margin-left:12px][css=text-shadow: 2px 2px 6px black;]Journal[/css] With her always, is her journal. A leather bounded engraved book with her initials. Detailing specific memories, and encounters.
The Diary of Madison Ryter
Entry #1: "You need to grow up"
Thats what my siblings said to me yesterday. Who by the way... are killers. Thats right, they have KILLED people. I'm as horrified as you to find out everything I have ever had, has come from wrong doing, and sin. Alex my older brother, wanted me to learn how to use a gun. Even carry it around. I'm fifteen! I'm questioning why we have someone who is potentially trying to murder us... what have my family done to them? It's clearly not a black and white case. My family are still keeping secrets from me. They want me to grow up... yet keep me in the dark! They insist to be around me at all times. Honestly, inside my head, i'm screaming. I'm wishing for independence and trust, and honesty. Outside, I'm smiling, being gracious, cute, and innocent. Thats all I am to them, a dumb little girl. Thats how it feels anyway at the moment. Especially with Alex, he has always picked on me. I think he doesn't like that i'm naive. Maybe, this is because I want to remember my childhood and teenage years with happy memories... not seeing men shot on the floor in cold blood. I'm so confused about a lot of things, nothing makes sense.