Seraphina Beaumount

D.O.B: 18/12/1997 AGE: 14 GENDER: F STREET ADDRESS: Harbor Drive 9087 TOWN/CITY: San Diego STATE: California HEIGHT: 6' 7" inches WEIGHT: 98 pounds ETHNICITY: Caucasian DISTINGUISHING MARKS: I have a large scar on the back of my arm. It was from a accident and I think its beginning to heal. Seraphina's scar was from when her step-mother had pushed her down the stairs and had scratched herself from hitting a vase and rolling unto the broken fragments. Seraphina claims the incedent to have being a accident from clumsiness but her sisters Raphaela and Angelica had been witnesses to it. Katie M. Potter, Seraphinas Physician

Do you have any ongoing medical issues for which you require treatment or medication?:

Um, no I don't think I have other things that need sorting out, just these the problems Miss Potter had being telling me about.

Are you aware of any allergies? If so, please list allergy, age of onset and any medications or treatments you require or recieve:

None at all.

Have you had any surgeries or invasive procedures in the past? If yes, please list reason and approximate age of procedure:

Had to have the scar on my arm stitched up, from the fact it had being bleeding heaps. I think I was 11 years old when that happened.

Do you take any medications or supplements daily? Do you follow any treatment plans? Please list medications or treatments, and reasons below:

Only the things for my 'mental problems.

Do you use tobacco, consume alcohol, or use any other drugs including street drugs and/or prescription medications not prescribed to you? If yes, please list number of packs a day, number of drinks a day, and/or drugs consumed below:

No I did not. Mama always told me and my sisters never to take the stuff since it was bad for my health.



Please describe, to the best of your ability, your emotional and mental state of wellbeing:

Being here, I find it very lonely. I perfer daydreaming and writing rather then being near people. I have friends through like Miss Potter, Lucy and Felicity but other than that I have more friends in my mind rather outside it. I have gotten used to the usual bumble of the place, I find it more better than being in the house. The house I used to live in was never really home, not with Margaret bullying me around and treating me like a cunt and animal, not with Father no longer loving us anymore and only paying attention to that demon of a mother, not without Mama. I find it nice to have a warm food cooked for me at supper rather than Margaret giving me food that was different from my sisters, that was little and small since she had said I was a 'fat, ugly girl' and needed a diet. I find it wonderful to go outside and play games with Lucy and Felicity, read books from the local library, write snippets of books or walk around and daydream rather being cooped up my small bedroom in the dark while Raphaela and Angelica played with their friends. I find it lovely to hop into a warm, large bed full of fluffy blankets and puffy pillows every night than to go to bed in a cold, tiny bed with only a thin blanket and no pillows or even worse, sleep in the Attic with nothing. Its quite lovely but lonely overall.

Have you been diagnosed with any psychiatric or psychological ailments? Please list any diagnoses below, and any treatments or medications prescribed to you. Please include name of medications, dosage, and number of doses per day:

Miss Potter says I have some problems that Margaret had caused. One is called Post Traumatic Stress Disorder, the other being 'Maladaptive Daydreaming' and the other being some type of fear.
I always loved to daydream, before Margaret came along I would use to sit down in the shade of the willow tree right next to the village brook and daydream. It would could be anything: Adventuring with Peter Pan, Becoming a elve and living in Rivendell, fighting Voldermort with Harry, Ron and Hermione, anything. When Margaret took us to California and into the house, I would daydream heaps. Being in the attic, I felt like Harry living the basement so I fantasied things, things that kept me from feeling lonely, things that kept me from going insane. I get this type of pills called Zolot at least every week and every time I start panicing to help me feel better and get rid of the feelings from PTSD. The other things I have therapy and Miss Potter is encouraging me to write out my feelings.
Seraphina has Post Traumatic Stress Disorder which was diagnosed at the age of 11, caused from the abuse of Ms. Beaumount whom is called by her first name by Seraphina and the neglect from her father. Seraphina is going so far alright but still shows moderate symptoms. At least one week ago Seraphina fell down the stairs and had started hyperventilating and screaming apologies in which had frightened the children due to the incident of how she got her scar. Seraphina has a phobia of being forgotten which was diagnosed with PTSD, having gone into panic attacks if left in a room for too long due to long periods to the attic which Ms. Beaumount would send in her into for any 'crimes' she had done. Seraphina has a case of Maladaptive daydreaming which had being diagnosed at the age of 12 but I believe Seraphina has had this for a longer period of time. It going along quite nicely where I believe it will not be too much of a problem and has being writing about her imaginary world in writing therapy. Most of her daydreaming is about Lord of the Rings, Harry Potter and other fantasy movies or books she has seen.

Have you ever been hospitalised or referred to regular outpatient care due to these ailments or associated incidents? If so, please note where, and at roughly what age:

After having my scar stitched up, I was referred to the St. Rose Mental Hospital for diagnose for at least a few months at the age of 11. After that nothing else.

How have these ailments affected you and your life? Are there any major life instances you feel have been directly affected by these ailments, such as suicide attempts, criminal activities, etc?:

At times I feel alone and scared, scared that I people will forget me just like Margaret, Papa and my sisters had forgotten me in the attics in my last months. I can't go into a attic, it reminds me too much. I feel like I can only rely on myself, like I need to be independent and take care of my needs. I also seem to like looking after other kids, Miss Potter calls it 'maternal instinct'. People say its a bond between a mother or mother figure and a child. It's obvious Mama had heaps of it and Margaret none. Well, at least towards me she had not. I also perfer being alone now, going to the local bookshop or library and getting a book with Miss Potter and just daydreaming or writing.

What is your social life like? Do you have many friends or relationships? How are your family relationships?:

I like Miss Potter the most, she's really nice to me. She says that one day I won't be sick anymore and I can go live my own life (through I don't want to give up daydreaming!). I also have two other friends: Lucy is 15 years old and she's coming out of depression. She loves maths and wants to become a scientist when she gets out. Felecity on the other hand is 13 years old and has a more severe condition, I have no idea what it is but it means shes in Ward A and can't go on the weekly trips so instead Lucy and I buy things for her. Rapheala and Angelica are my two sisters, Rapheala being 18 years old and Angelica being 16. Rapheala has decided to live with a old friend called Scott in Ireland and Angelica is living in a foster family. We like writing letters to each other, Rapheala says that she is going to become a nun and Angelica I hear is now engaged to Scott two weeks before now!

Do you believe your life circumstances have contributed to any ailments? If so, what circumstances, and why do you feel they have contributed?:

I think PTSD has made a little more independent. Back then I was quite reliant on Mama but now I can look after myself better. Maladaptive Daydreaming I believe was a blessing from my mother in Heaven: It stopped me from going insnae in the attics, made me forget everything that was going wrong in my life and helps me write books better.

If you could change one past event that has happened to you, what would it be, and why?:

I wish Mama never died. I wish every night on my sliver star that Mama had lived and Papa never fell in love with Margaret. If that happened, I would have never had to spend 4 years living the darkness of the attics, nearly forgotten; I would have continued to live a happy life in village I used to live in Ireland with my sisters and everything would be right.

Do you wish to rehabilitate from your ailment(s)? If so, how do you feel this would best be accomplished?:

I hope so. I don't know hows its going to happen but I know that if things are to go right, I need to fight for it.


Where did you grow up? Please list the location(s) and describe what it was like growing up there:

Back when I was a little girl, I used to live in the town of Monkstown, in Ireland. Mama was a writer and nurse while Papa was a physician. We used to live in a cottage on the hills decorated by the green cloaks of Oak and Birch trees while you could see the crystal-clear brook flowing through the town like a linage of sapphires through emerald forests and hay-thatched cottages. I had quite a few friends and I remember a boy called Angus. His father worked with horses and his mother owned the local sweetie shop. I quite liked him, giving him a few clumsy flirts but he never noticed. Everything was wonderful, I remember the days when me and my friends would go to the sweetie shop and buy lollipops, toffees, licorice, chocolates, caramels and gumballs with our pennies; when me, Raphealea and Angelica had played in the harvested fields and picked wild flowers in the forests for Mama to sort, when all the boys and girls would gather in the town square and race our hoops through the streets every weekend, when me and my sisters would sit at the fire and hear Mama sing her favorite song while Papa looked at her adoringly. Back then before Papa married Margaret, he loved Papa, worshipped her like a goddess has Angelica said many times before. But then when I was 7, Mama was diagnosed with lung cancer and when I was 8, Mama had went to heaven and left us behind.
Papa had soon met Margaret, a American 56 year old woman whom was travelling Ireland.
At the age of 9, Papa had married Margaret and had us move to California. I never saw Angus or my friends again.
A few weeks passed and Margaret had acted nice to us all, for now. But as weeks passed by, she began to hate me, seeing that Papa had said that I reminded him of Mama. She told me and my sister lies, saying that Mama was a whore, that she had being playing 'hokey-pokey' behind Papa's back with other men, that she loved and worshipped the Devil with all her heart and soul and for her 'actions' had God killed her and sent her hell. I refused to believe it, I believed Mama was no demon but an angel, screeching at her if she tried to tell us her lies. Soon Margaret tried to get Papa to forget Mama and overtime he did.
Soon when everyone was away, Margaret began to slap and hit me, gripping me as she screeched in my ear and giving me a swift slap or punch if I cried. She said I was a bitch, had being having sex with other boys 'just like your fucking mother had done!', that she 'found' beer bottles and drugs in my room. Then she did it front of my sisters, threatening that this what would happen to them if they misbehaved. She moved me out of my large room and took away all my lovely toys and dresses of silk, and put me in the smallest bedroom with only one pair of jeans, a t-shirt, sneakers, one pair of socks with only my beloved Mad hatter bunny teddy and the locket which Mama once wore.
If I 'misbehaved' Margaret would send me up to the attic. There was no light and it was cold and full of dust, and left me there for hours or even days while everyone forgot I was there. I was also to stay out of peoples way, like if guests were here or there was a party Margaret would lock me in my room and hide the door, threatening to leave me in the attic for a month if I made a noise. So no one knew there was a third daughter in the house. However there was one man which had known I was alive. His name was Jack, but Margaret told me to call him Uncle. I don't like him much.
It went on for years, being thrown to the attic for weeks or a month or two, looking after the house like a slave and hiding my selve from society for four years while Papa did nothing. Margaret threatened that if he tried to get the police on her, he would go the jail with her since he knew what was going on. One day, Margaret stamped into my room and took me into the the master bedroom. She screamed at Papa, said that I was a prostitute and whore who needed to punished for being the 'spawn of the devil'. She burnt cigarettes into my back, telling me to confess to it. Every time it I said no, a cigarette was burnt unto back, 'the unholy mark of your demonic, lying nature' she called it. I had gotten 20 onto my back before she hurled me down the stairs. After that I went unconscious. What was unknown to Margaret was the fact Angelica had went next door to get help and the neighbors called the police and the paramedics.


What was your family life like? Did you spend much time with your parents? Do you have any siblings? If so, what are your relationships like?:

I loved Mama, she was so beautiful, a real lady and angel. I spent a lot of time with her and she was the one who taught me to write. I miss her very much so and pray for her heaps. Raphealea and Angelica I loved heaps, we had our fights but we got on well. When Margaret came and began to hurt me, they left me alone to deal with until the last minute, afaird that Margaret was going to hurt them. Only when we got out, then we became friends again.
I used to love Papa but now I don't. He left Mama for Margaret and forget her when he should have remembered her and did nothing to protect his children. I used to think he was a king, but now all I see is coward hiding from a demon.

What was school like? Did you have any problems? Did you enjoy school? What were your grades like?:

Back in Ireland, I used to love school, had mostly gotten B's and C's since I perferred playing and daydreaming rather than studying. Margaret did not enroll me in school so I had no education for 4 years. Now I like to study and are B's and a few A's, I am studying so when I get out I can become a psychologist and a novelist. Who knows, even write my own biography!

Did you engage in any extracurricular activities, such as academic, artistic, or sporting clubs?:

I writing heaps and am apart of the Hospital's Book Club. I also like horseriding and I hope to go figure skating some day.

Have you ever been convicted of a crime or misdemeanour? If yes, please explain, list conviction, and list any sentences associated with convictions:

None

Do/did you abuse controlled substances, including but not limited to tobacco, alcohol, street drugs and/or prescription medications?:

Nope


Lastly, please tell us about yourself. How do you feel about yourself and what you have done with your life? If you have committed crimes, how do you feel about those now? What are your hopes for the future?:

I hope one day I can recover and move on with my life and complete my dreams. I am thinking about moving back to Ireland and finding Angus again and restarting where it ended. I feel have fought hard enough to live, and I am proud of that.



What are they not telling us? What secrets do they have to hide? What back story are we not hearing? This is where you can tell us all the things your character wouldn't put on an application, or others don't know:

Jack was a friend of Margaret, but had being coming to the house to see Seraphina for a reason. Jack had being paying Margaret to molest Seraphina, in which lead to Margarets accusation of Seraphina having sexual activity with Jack, through without consent. No one, not even Kate Potter knows about what has happened except Seraphina.

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