SIMON, cecilia lacey

[CECILIA LACEY SIMON]

cecilia lacey simon
ninteen ,, miami ,, keyboardist for march of the dead ,, straight ,, shy ,, jacque burns
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"name - cecilia lacey simon
nickname - cece
age - nineteen
birthday - january fourth
hometown - buffalo, new york
current residence - miami, florida
occupation - keyboardist
height - 5'2
weight - 100lbs
piercings - anti-eyebrow, venoms on tongue, septum, and hips


personality - Cecilia has always been a little different. She has always been shy, since she was a kid, and has always hated crowds. Cecilia is pretty sheltered and in a lot of ways is pretty innocent. She doesn’t like to open up to too many people mostly because she has always been closed off. Cecilia has always been the girl in the corner of pre-school, eating glue and talking to herself. People have always called her an oddball mostly because she’s so unsocial. She doesn’t talk much unless she’s spoken too. Cecilia isn’t exactly sure who she is. She’s very unsure, but she’s young right? She’s always had really low confidence so she was always changing herself for people she was close too. Cecilia changed a lot too, which makes people call her fake a lot. But Cecilia just kind of goes with whatever is happening around her. If she’s around people who are loud, she’s loud. If she’s around people who are quite, she’s quite.

Cecilia is also very sensitive. She takes almost everything personally and had a very lonely personality. She never feels satisfied with people, or her relationships. She's very insecure which makes her needy and clingy. She hold on very tightly to her friends, sometimes to tightly. She tends to drive people away and isn't sure she really knows how to have a real relationship. Cecilia can get very confrontational when she's drunk, and can be a douche. She looses all limits when she's wasted and tends to hit below the belt.

Cecilia has a problem with irrational fears. Things like heights and bugs are pretty much terrifying to her. Most of her life is spent avoiding things like water, and anything hot. She’s a total scaredy cat. She’s pretty wary of new places and new people. She absolutely hates being the center of attention. However, Cecilia can also be a bit of a wildchild. Her shy ways don’t last long when she gets a little tipsy. Cecilia has no problem talking to anyone when she’s drunk. She even always takes a few shots before public speaking or going on stage.


history - Cecilia was born and raised in Buffalo New York, one of the bigger cities upstate. Her parents had married late so they only had one kid so she was a pretty lonely kid. Cecilia had a very normal childhood, her dad owned a very successful plant nursery, and her mom taught a first grade class. Cecilia’s family always had money. And while she was a very spoiled child and pretty much got anything she wanted, her childhood wasn’t exactly easy. Cecilia has struggled with a lot of anxiety issues and panic attacks since she was five. It caused a lot of irrational fears for her. She never would leave her mother’s side, and would start crying and shaking when she had to walk upstairs alone.

This lasted for a pretty long time until eventually just leaving the house for school was reason for a full panic attack for her. She remembers sitting on the stairs in the morning, screaming not to go. At ten her mom put her in home schooling, and Cecilia’s life quickly became unbearably dull. This was when Cecilia started going to behavior therapy, and taking more pills than a cancer patient to deal with her anxiety. Things got better after awhile but Cecilia stayed homeschooled. This made her very antisocial with kids her own age, and very shy. Cecilia had always been a little insecure but when she got to be about twelve, talking to other kids was absolute hell for her. At this point Cecilia started smoking weed from her cousins to help her deal with anxiety.

By the time she was thirteen she was smoking everyday and that only got worse when her parents got a divorce. Cecilia’s dad lost his job and her mother couldn’t stand losing money so she divorced him and cut off most contact. Her and her mother moved to Miami and Cecilia hasn’t spoken to her dad since then, but gets a Christmas card every year. It was about this time when she started playing the piano mostly out of boredom. Cecilia wasn’t naturally talented at it at all. Honestly, she was awful. But after convincing her mother to send her back high school she joined band and got actually lessons. She turned to keyboard instead of classical piano and started playing shows and joining a few bands. Cecilia overcame some of her social problems but was never able to fully feel comfortable with her peers. But that hasn’t stopped her from joining a band, which gave her a great excuse to drive around the country and smoke weed."





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Cecilia didn’t spend a lot of time backstage. It was normally a place filled with nerves for her since before every show she was a wreck of nerves and pacing. However it was so late, or early that Cecilia knew her band members would be stumbling onto the bus pretty soon all drunk and barfy. Or they’d dragging in some trashy girl/boy to hook up with under a blanket while Cece had to match their giggles, and moans with the volume of adult swim. Since she couldn’t sleep and knew very well that if she didn’t leave now she’d be overly annoyed and snappy. Cecilia had stayed in to practice and talk to her mom. Cece tried to put aside one night a week to spend some bonding phone time with her mother and try to detox all the weed and booze. Plus she needed her alone time. Cecilia had decided to go for a walk around the buses to avoid her bus mates and after discover a group of what looked like fourteen year old girls smoking weed with a bunch of pretty old roadies she knew that walking near the buses was a bad idea.

The sun was just starting to come up and Cecilia was a little annoyed she wasn’t tired. I mean she had gotten all ready for bed at 2am. She had her hair pulled up in one of those messy white girl buns, and he make up was all washed off. She was watching her dinosaur pajama pants and a white tanktop, she was also barefoot. Cecilia did a lot of things barefoot; she even did shows a lot barefoot. She hated shoes she thought they were restricting.

It wasn’t a long walk to the stages, just kind of dull. There wasn’t much beautiful scenic views walking through buses and trash bags. Cecilia missed home times like these. Like her bedroom with the pretty little garden outside her window and her mom always made her breakfast and stuff. Cecilia had that achy belly hurting feeling when she thought about stuff like that. She really just wanted to go home times like these. Cecila finally made her way to the stage and hopped up on it. It was pretty big and the drums and stuff were still set up. Cecilia sat down on the seat behind them and spun back and forth on the seat. This was where she was most comfortable, and felt safe, when she was totally surrounded by a drum kit. Cecilia drummed on the snare with her fingertips and sighed. She was bored, and this might not have been the best idea to pass time.

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