Melody Lewis.

[MELODY MARIE LEWIS]

Moo! STOLE YOUR HEART;

They call me Hayley and I've shot for the moon 13 times.
You know you all love me and you can contact me via [e-mail].
Ktxbi.

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» There Goes my Hero;

THe birth certificate reads Melody Maria Lewis.
But Everyone Calls Me Moo.
Ive Been Breaking Hearts for 17 years
The say I Am an aspiring singer.
Ive Been Told I Look Like Hayley Williams. [Hayley Mathews isn't going to be on here any longer].

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» Rock and Roll, Baby.;

I am so tall 5'0 feet.
And I Weigh 105 LBS.
Ive Bee Ninked And Pierced with this, this, and this.
They always say I look like Back in Nashville, girls where drop dead gorgeous. They were stunning with their blue eyes, bleach blond hair, and slim figure. Guys seemed to like these types of girls, and Melody couldn’t ever blame them. But Melody didn’t go out and dye her hair blond, get contacts and implants like you’d normally expect from a jealous girl. She chose to keep being her own person, keep being Melody.

“Originality, is what makes this world.” Often says Melody. She does live up to this life statement, and most can agree. Her head is often dyed with vibrant hair dye bought from your local Hot Topic store or your local Sally’s salon. She normally goes with orange, yellow and red’s, and tries her best to stay away from purple, and blue because Melody claims those colors are overused. She dyes her hair at least twice a month if not three times. As you may have guessed, her hair isn’t totally in the beat condition. But it’s a price you have to pay to have gorgeous hair right? Melody has hazel eyes. She doesn’t consider her eyes special. Melody’s eyes are probably what she hates most about her body. It’s supposed to be the prettiest part of a girl’s body. Melody is a rather slim girl. Most would guess she’s been through some type of eating disorder, and would never have guessed that it came naturally.

Taking her on a shopping spree would take forever, because she has to find the perfect clothing. It has to scream “Melody Maria Lewis” . According to what Melody says not many clothes to that. She tries to stick with colored skinny jeans and stay away from the black (because everyone seems to be all over black skinny jeans) though wears darker jeans from time after time. She likes T-shirts, but once again everyone wears them right? So she likes a lot of vintage and old fashion western shirts. Her shoes very. But no one ever pays much attention to the shoes, correct? So it doesn’t matter. Her favorite shops are Hot Topic, Wet seal, Forever 21, and Zumiez.

This Is What Makes Me Stand Out Melody's hair is normally the one thing that can stand her out.

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» Chances Taken, Hope Embraced;

I Adore Sure, Melody likes many things out of life. But her all-time favorite thing is music. “Without music, life wouldn’t be fair” she claims. She’s normally into just about everything. Pop, country, rock, rap and techno ect. Anything that has a good beat and a nice sound to it goes into Melody’s Ipod.

I Abhor We’ve all experienced our friends trying on bikini’s and whining about their weight. Melody absolutely hates this. When her friends normally start doing this, she gets up and leaves. A size five isn’t fat, and quit frankly neither is a size ten. She assumes her friends know this, and are just trying to get attention.

I Rock Melody truly believes her purpose in life is to make music. She doesn’t care how many people are in the audience, how many people think she’s a good singer, or how many people thinks she’s good enough for the music business. She only thinks she was born to sing and quit frankly she’s very good at it.

I Suck Melody can’t be on time it seems to save her life. Normally, it’s because she’s sleeping or taking a nap ( a thing she does often). But if it’s not that it’s probably Melody forgetting to go somewhere, or loosing track of the time. Her friends are used to this so they normally tell her to come an hour early so she isn’t late.

I Do Everyone loves to eat their M&M’s right? They’re yummy, they’re chocolate , and they’re decorated in pretty rainbow colors. I know Melody does. They are her all time favorite candy. But before she eats them she has to organize her candy in a group by color, then line them up lightest to darkest. If not, it drives her crazy.

I Want She doesn’t want a million, she doesn’t want an Olympic metal. All she wants is to find herself and know who she is inside. Right now, Melody isn’t sure if she’s in touch with herself. She figures one day she’ll know that’s who she is when the time is right.

I Fear She’s terribly afraid she’s going to dye alone. There isn’t anything worse than figuring out you have no family who loves you, or any person who isn’t in love with you. Dying alone, unloved, unimportant has to be her biggest fear.

I Shut up When a normal person sees Melody they’d figure she’s a happy person and move along. But because of her history, she has what’s called depression. Cutting herself is a way to release all that pain and anger, without anyone knowing. She cuts on her legs ( she never wears shorts) and sometimes on her stomach.

I am

Accepts what's given : When life throws you lemons, you normally make lemonade correct? Well Melody Lewis doesn’t make anything. She takes the lemon, accepts it, and moves on. She’s a firm believer in the statement “everything happens for a reason”. This makes it easy for her to forgive someone, despite how badly that person has hurt her. Because of this, she often gets walked all over on by boys and girls who’ve recognized this trait of hers.

Mature : Melody is one of the few girls who actually become the bigger person and ignores the drama. She can’t stand any type of fighting at all and normally ignores the person she’s fighting with to the biggest extent until they say sorry, and Melody happily forgives them of course. But chances are if you’ve fought with Melody more than five times she’ll do her best to avoid you. Many would call Melody “fake” and say it’s all an act. But in reality, she’s just very mature.

Enthusiastic : Depending on the kind of person you are you’ll either love Melody and find her hilarious, or you can’t stand her and find her annoying. This is because she’s constantly hyper twenty four seven. Some would say she was a coffee machine programmed inside of her. She often gets extremely excited to go and do anything even if it’s grocery shopping. “Oh my gosh” she would say. “What if they’re having a sale? I’m so excited”! Melody all in all is just very enthusiastic about life. Enough said.

Insecure : Many would call Melody Maria Lewis beautiful. They’d say she has a pretty face. But they’d also tell you that you’d never know by the way she covers her face with her bangs each day. The way she refuses to go swimming because she hates herself in a bikini. The way she goes out of her way to avoid looking at a mirror. Melody doesn’t have any self confidence at all.

Mistrusting : “You should never count on anyone”, Melody says. “But you know for sure that you can count on yourself. You’re never going to be friends forever; he’s never going to love you forever. So what’s the point in trusting other people with you emotions at stake?” Melody doesn’t trust anybody. Whether it’s a small task like promising to return her homework she let someone copy from, or keeping secrets from her friends in fear they might tell.

Close Minded : Melody likes to stick to one way of doing things. She’s not one of those people who need to be taught seven different ways on how to solve an equation. She likes being told what to do, and her job is simply to do it. She doesn’t take anyone else’s advice most of the time, but will often pretend to at least listen.

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» I Know I Won't Be Home At All;

I Came From Sarah and Mike lewis. Both currently 40 and in custody for drug use and child abuse.

I Share My Dna With Angel Lynn Lewis, who is currently deceased.
I Come From Nashville, TN.
But I Live Here Now in west Virgina.
This Is Who I was John and Sarah were your normal couple. Highschool sweethearts that fell in love at the age of seventeen, they did everything together (including getting high off of the meth they bought regularly) . They were inspirable. Voted cutest couple that year, John asked Sarah to marry him during senior year. Sarah agreed. She was overjoyed really, and couldn’t believe how much she absolutely loved her finance. All she did that week is look at the expensive rock on her figure that would soon become her wedding ring. This was a dream come true for Sarah, it was simply amazing. At eighteen, she had lost her virginity to the man she was marrying the next week. They never used protection. A few days later, Sarah knew something wasn’t right and found out she was going to be a mother. Sarah’s mother and father had been dead for the past year, so there would be no telling her parents, and John had been out of contact with his father and mother for years. This was perfect. When Sarah told John she was expecting he was overjoyed.

John hated kids. He hated the way they walked and talked. He just couldn’t stand them, but he needed to act stoked for Sarah and he did for those whole nine months of hell. They finally were married with a baby lump, and had a perfect wedding. Of course they couldn’t have sex, right? So on their wedding night John went out drinking leaving poor Sarah at home. It was her idea so she wasn’t upset, and was enjoying the company of her sister Maria, and had a perfectly good time without her husband. Now, as for John he ended up in another girl’s bed that night not caring that he was just recently married. It didn’t seem like the girl he was cheating with minded at all either. No one ever found out that night. No one. He came back that night and snuck into their bedroom and bed, and fell asleep. Like nothing was wrong. How dare he.

Remember I mentioned that the two were meth heads? Well after Melody Maria Lewis was born it died down for awhile. But as soon as Melody was in high school both their habits kicked up again with full force. Her parents were constantly high. They were constantly going out to parties, slowly killing themselves. Melody left them alone. She spent most of her time in her room crying with her head tucked inside of her blankets. She loved her parents so much, and it killed her to see them do this. So one night when they were passed out in their bedroom Melody had a marvelous plan.

She went in her parent’s secret stash of crystal in the kitchen and took it, flushing the whole thing. Now that was a whole lot of meth to be wasted. When her dad found out, he hit her. It didn’t stop there. Her parents decided they’re Melody was a horrible little child and mentally and physically abused poor little Mel every night. One day she called the cops, wanting her parents to go and get rehab. She didn’t think they would get arrested. But they did, and were told they needed to spend four years in jail for drug use, child abuse and other reasons. Melody was sent to live with her cousin.

This Is Who I am Life's ok. I guess.

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» This Heart It Beats;

I Lust bisexual.
I Love People who are sweet and drama free.
I Loathe Someone who spends more time on they're hair than spending time with me.
Maybe I loved Hasn't ever dated.
Maybe I Didnt Doesn't plan to date.

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» This Is How We'll Dance;

I Bow Down Dude.

I Am Awesome She scratched at her face again. Wouldn’t they leave her alone when she asked them too? Hayley dug her nails into her face trying to get them off of her, but they seemed to be coming from under her skin. ”If I scratch at my face, they’ll go away. Then I need more methamphetamine to help them go away.” Her mind told her boldly as Hayley nearly tore her face apart. She didn’t care Lucy was there to see this. Couldn’t Lucy see the bugs too? I mean, if she could she wouldn’t be able to blame Hayley right?

Hayley’s bipolar mania got a hold of her, and she screamed. “I said, get the hell away from me shit bag.” Her scream was loud enough to be heard, but surely the neighborhood could not hear it for it wasn’t that loud. Maybe, Hayley hoped she’d take the message and leave her alone. ”You’re absolutely pathetic” Hayley heard and let out a sarcastic laugh. “Like, I care? As far as I’m concern, the only thing I absolutely am is gorgeous.” Another laugh followed. And another, and another. She didn’t know when to stop. The drug made it impossible for her to stop, yet finally she did.

“It’s far too late to start begging for mercy” was this girl for real? Possibly, but she couldn’t help her damn bad mouth. “Hey, cupcake. Listen to me. I said, let me the hell go.” She snapped and shot Lucy a threatening look. However Hayley was often times too short too be taken serious for, but maybe, if Hayley’s wishes were coming true, Lucy would. “Your sick and twisted. What the hell happened to you in the past ten years to make you that way? Or was your mom a crack addict?” She shot back at Lucy.

”I’ve killed off parents before” . What? What kind of person would ever kill off parents for they’re kids to be left alone. It was wrong. It was sick. It was twisted. Hayley scoffed in disgust. “What kind of person are you, if you’re a person at all? When you’re a mother you’ll soon understand how wrong that is. Check yourself into hell and I’ll see you there.” Hayley winked too Lucy trying to prove her point. A normal person to herself, didn’t kill off parents.

"And right afterwards, the parent's daughter became my best friend. I bet that must sound pretty strange." Hayley blinked, probably a total of ten times trying to figure this one out. She didn’t know what she could say, she didn’t know how to respond to something so awful. “How dare you. Well first off, how in the name of hell can you have friends? You’d probably suck they’re blood when they sleep. Third off, wait..is that second off? Ya, second off the daughter must have been twisted tool perfect for you.” She growled. She threw her head back to laugh, but was knocked down onto the ground. “What the hell?”

When she felt force on her arms, she almost started crying. It hurt so bad, she was so skinny, Hayley was surprised they didn’t break. Hayley was a walking stick. "Those parents must have been pretty terrible to have their daughter smile and befriend their murderor. Perhaps she was better off without them” Now, Hayley wasn’t sure to respond so she whimpered then followed by a slight chuckle. “Your so full of shit, you ugly, fat, virgin.”

"I wonder if your kids would be better off without you. Do you think that maybe they would smile and thank me for this?" Would they? She was right, they probably would. They’re mother was a thief, a whore, and a liar. But Hayley hoped they loved her, too. I mean, even though she hardly helped she was trying to raise them as best as possible with being so busy. . "And what about your husband?" What about him? She was confused and didn’t say a word, but figured she’d respond in response to the child comment to try and throw Lucy off. “My kids love me.” Was all she could muster.

Hayley loved Charlie to death, and would forever and ever. But Hayley hadn’t been the best fiancé ever, and lied to lucy. She didn’t have a husband yet, and if she kept her actions up she would have one at all. "Do you do anything for him? You look like the type who would cheat. And what the hell is up with your face and you making yourself bleed? And you think there's something wrong with me?" Lucy was getting to her. Did she ever do anything for him? “I have a good income to help provide for my family.” She replied. But Hayley was the type to cheat, and cheat often. “I’ll admit it, I cheat. I’m a whore, you got that about me. And about the itching, I’m on meth. I told you. I’m on meth.”

"I guess we all got to be who we are for a reason. So tell me before I kill you, little miss 'perfect,' how in the hell did you become such a screw up?" Did Hayley really want to tell her this? “Thanks. I am fucking perfect. My daddy molested me, and then I told myself I would try drugs. Just once.”

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Thanks Isa for helping =]

[E. Johnson]

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