COX, zophia tegan

[zophia tegan cox]

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[rs=2]	So, my name is Zophia Tegan Cox. So maybe I should start with my life’s story so far then get into everything else. My parents are Elaine Joanna Conley and my father is Patrick Cox. My mother is actually the result of an affair between my grandmother Celine Simon and my grandfather Harrison Grant. My mother has two half-brothers, Rick Simon and Andrew Simon who are both brothers. My mother had also abandoned me and my father when I was two years old and ran off with some guy by the name of James Conley. We had never met him and I never plan on meeting him. My father had won full custody of me by default in court and wanted to make sure that it would stand if my mother had tried to fight it. We used to visit and get visited by my uncles who live in San Diego, California as well. It was sort of hard growing up, being raised by my father because he was constantly working as a hospital doctor. I used to go over to my grandmother’s house a lot until I turned 14 and then my father started sending me to my Uncle Andrew’s house to stay since it was closer to our house and he seemed to want to have me around too. I think my dad had actually gotten close with my uncles even though he wouldn’t admit it. He is kind of a hard ass like that, but in a good way too. It’s kind of hard to explain. See my dad is a caring guy and means well but sometimes he just doesn’t know how to express it. He is also a supportive person and does things in his own way to teach a lesson to someone. My father had then gotten a job offer from a Denver hospital. He found a nice house in a town in Evergreen and we had moved out here, I am 16 right now, turning 17. Since we had moved out here, my mother had tried to contact me. My father won’t allow me to talk to her at all and honestly, I don’t really want to talk to her at all. It wasn’t the first time that she had contacted me though. I had heard from my father that she had tried to contact me in previous years but he had never told me until now. That’s pretty much it with that, so I guess onto everything else. So I am 16 years old, born on March 17th. I am a high school student. I am about five feet three inches tall. I am thin and athletic, weighing about one hundred and ten pounds. I have long dark brown hair and almond shaped blue eyes. I usually wear things like skinny jeans, and converse shoes, plaid shirts and band shirts. Onto things I like. I like dancing, singing and acting as well as figure skating. I also like spicy foods, reading, drawing, painting, hanging out with people who I care about and people, who care about me, playing musical instruments such as piano, violin, oboe and cello. Some of the things I don’t like are people who use me, people who treat me poorly, people who put me down, rude people, bullies, and liars. I am also terrified of heights and being abandoned and losing the people I care about most. I am often described as intelligent, observant, kind, loving, fun to be around, artistic, musical, athletic, a bit sarcastic, and a bit of a loner.
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