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Amber lives in Florida, with her mother, who works as a nurse at night, her brother, and her sister. |
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She is 13 and in 8th grade. Sometime in 7th grade Amber decided she didn't want to wear dresses and cute shorts anymore, and began wearing all black, in the gothic style. |
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Some of her friends dress in gothic and she feels that most people don't understand them. They like to listen to music and talk about ghosts and vampires. School is okay for her, and she'd like to learn how to dance and thinks some day she'll be a writer. Anne Rice, the famous vampire writer, is her favorite author. "I dont get attention at home. Most of the time its the way I dress. Ill walk down the hallways and people just stare at me. If I go to the mall people stare at me. In the beginning of 7th grade I wore dresses and I wont wear dresses anymore. I like to wear slips with a long T-shirt. I like the color black. My sister doesnt like the way I dress. My mom doesnt really care its just like some places she doesnt want me to dress like that. One day I went to church and I had a plaid shirt on and a flowered skirt and she didnt know I went out like that. Thats the only places she doesnt want me dressed like that. I agreed with her. It depends mostly not how you dress but how you act." "Theres not much I like about the way I look. Its just I like it. Its me and Im an individual I look good in black and black makeup, like eye shadow, looks good on me. My mom gave me some hiphuggers from her age and they fit me and I liked them. Bell bottoms are coming back but I dont like them." "Schools not really important to me but I have to go. Im really good at dancing and Im into writing stories and poetry, so Im thinking about maybe being a writer. I like to write scary stories Im into it." "Me and my friends like to do light as a leather, stiff as a board, and we like to do seances and different things cause were into vampires, ghosts, aliens, you know, stuff like that. You cant live without friends. Your life would be a total bore. We like to go the mall. We like to go swimming. Sometimes well just sit around."
"My dad lives in Virginia. But he comes down to visit sometimes. Hes a funny guy. I think hes getting kind of dull for me. He does stupid stuff like stick out his tongue and Im expected to laugh at it. But its not funny anymore. Hes not here to see me in my changes. Its nice to spend time with him since I hardly ever see him. I dont care if he wont come back and live because Im so used to not having him here that I dont really care." "Me and my mom werent really good friends. Id yell at her a lot and get really mad and once she thought about sending me to boarding school because I was so bad but I think Ive changed in the way I acted too. Me and my mom get along now and me and my sister do too. Once I got so upset with her I pulled out most of all her hair. And I do mean stuff to her. And me and my brother, Ive always hated him." "Most of the girls like boys I guess. Most of them are like oh I have a boyfriend, whoopdedoo. I dont like going out with boys. Its just another problem in your life youve got to deal with. Im never going to have a boyfriend. I dont really care for them. I dont see any point to it. Im not going to get married. Im not having kids. Ive made up my mind and I know Im never going to change it because I usually stick to that. Im not the kind of person that says something and changes my mind." "I hate most vegetables. And I never go near a scale. I will not step on one cause every time I get on one and see how much I weigh I think I have to stop eating so much, so I just flat out dont go on them. I can tell. Just look at yourself. Am I fat or not? Im skinny." Produced by Joanna Pinneo for
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