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|CHASITY R. DEVERON||
Posted: Feb 26 2014, 08:35 PM
Anne stood in her bathroom 8 months pregnant with child, she looked in the cracked mirror at her reflection . Her eyes were big, black; and were even more pronounced by her sunken cheeks. She was pale as the moon, which made her fiery red hair stand out. Anne brushed her bangs from her face and attempted to smooth the unkempt mess of hair on her head, it was no use. She looked much older than her age of 17, but there was still some beauty to be seen there. She closed her eyes as she prepared herself for her next high. Some days she hated it some days she loved it either way she knew she couldn’t go without. She wrapped the belt around her arm, thumping the vein as if giving it a little warning for what was to come. She took the dirty syringe filled with the cloudy white substance that was soon going to make her forget the hell she lived in and plunged it deep into her vein releasing the poison into her blood. She let out a big sigh and sunk to the floor, she shut her eyes and enjoyed the hallucinations to come.
Fast Forward 2 years…. Anne was in the process of a new living arrangement, after having to tote around a bawling screaming baby all the time, a person found it harder to want them to live with her. But she hopped this new boyfriend would be her meal ticket; she looked like hell but he didn’t mind he was an older man over double her age and she knew as long as she pleased his desires he’d keep her around and allow her addiction to continue. She sat down her one box of a few items she had accumulated and managed to keep over the years and went to investigate where that dang little rugrat was. That night her newest fling had mentioned that maybe she should consider selling her child. There were lots of men who would pay top price for a cute little girl that they could make into their toy. As much as Anne hated the kid she couldn’t bring herself to live in the same fate she did. Anne had no parents to help her and really had no clue how to be a mom… It was in that moment she knew she had to get rid of her before something worse came of her.
It was the middle of the night, Anne had woken her daughter and took her to the closest adoption center. It was there she told her to be a good girl and hold on to the door handle until someone opened it. She told her it wouldn’t be long… not that she was really certain of that. Anne wasn’t a woman of compassion so when she left there was no tears or goodbyes or hugs… that was it she just left her daughter there clinging on to the big handle of an old oak double door and never looked back.
Everyone loved the looks of the little curly red headed girl. They thought she was SO ADORABLE!! Most of the foster mom’s couldn’t wait to take in little Chasity Raye. (The state had named her since they knew nothing of her background. She was never given a last name in hope she would be adopted and take the surname of her adopted family) But that was until they got her home, she immediately became a hellion on legs. She’d never had much discipline as a young child and still had a hard time accepting it now. While in the adoption center she had learned the easiest way to get attention was to be as loud as possible and make the biggest mess. That always got the adults attention. So as it went, Chasity would go live with a foster family for a few months till they couldn’t tolerate her any longer and then they would return her to the adoption office. She’d wait several more weeks and be fostered back out and the process continued. By the time she was 12 years old she had finally come to realize she was an unwanted child. A thing easily disposed off (after all that’s what they always did). She lost the spark in her eyes and she started in with a whole new crowd. They made her feel good about herself and she even found a guy (much too old) who was interested in being her boyfriend. Feeling wanted was something she wasn’t used to, so when he was ready to take it too far for a girl her age she didn’t decline him. She didn’t want to feel unwanted even if it meant giving up something she really couldn’t comprehend what it meant to possess. By the time she was 15 she had started smoking weed daily as well as drinking every night with her friends. The state lost track of her after she ran away from her last foster home and never did much for finding her again. She lived in old abandoned houses, on the streets where ever she could. She would use what she had to earn money for food and everything else… it really was a sad life for a 15 year old to live through, and yet no one noticed the bright red headed girl that flaunted herself so readily just to get her next drag.
The world almost lost Chasity Raye; she almost faded into another lost soul, but there were bigger plans for her. It was late evening, a rainy one in Austin TX and Chasity had a couple extra bucks to spend on food. She had made her way into a tiny corner grocery store with grundgy, with what one could only assume was to be, white tile and 2 very outdated registers with a young girl probably Chasity’s age chewing gum and twirling her hair standing behind one. She caught her reflection in one of the “security mirrors” and quickly tried to tame her wild curls. She looked like a walking zombie, like her skin was just barely hanging on the bone and her face looked like death lightly warmed over. She had always had a pale complexion but she was stunned to see how white she was now. Chasity turned away from the mirror and made her way toward the bread aisle…. It was there her fate would change. A little old lady was there testing the firmness of two loaves of bread in her hands. When she noticed Chasity she stopped and looked up at her a smiled… It was a mostly toothless grin but it was the first time anyone had looked at her in a long time and really noticed her. The little old lady walked gingerly up to Chasity and looked her square in the eyes. The old lady pulled Chasity to her level and gave her forehead a kiss and then told her “you’re worth so much more my beautiful girl” she dropped her hands from Chasity’s cheeks turned and walked away.
Those days defined Chasity, after her run in with the old lady she had started giving herself more thought. She got a job at a small convenience store working full time (she lied about her age and paid some old grundge on the street to make her some false papers to match). She started to have ambition again and at the age of 17 (19 according to her papers), she scrounged up enough money for a one way bus ride to Florida, she attended an open audition modeling agency and the rest is history
Chasity Raye Deveron comes from a troubled past but you’ll never know that by talking to her or by the way she presents herself. She is young and full of spark. She loves life and enjoys every minute spent in the limelight. She is a very well established model and enjoys indulging in the luxuries of life. She owns a small studio condo in New York City, and also still maintains a summer studio in South Beach Miami. Money is nothing to her as modeling jobs are easy to find with her tall slender figure and stunning looks. She is a party animal and loves to let loose. She has no problem with one night stands and see’s males as her play toys. She loves to seduce them and take them home for the night but there’s no long term relationship in her near future. She’s in NYC to let loose and have a good time. After all she has no concerns anymore and she’s lived through nightmares most people couldn’t even imagine.
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Posted: Feb 27 2014, 04:01 PM
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Posted: Jun 20 2014, 07:06 AM
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