Sydney thinks you're trying to kill her.

Oh. Me? Oh, right. Hi, uhm, my name is Sydney. Sydney Hall. I'm twenty-nine and work in IT as a uh, Tier 3 Helpdesk person… thing. Yeah. Uh, anyway. I'm about… 160 centimeters tall. My hair is a brownish-red. It really depends on how the light hits it. It's very straight and goes to about the middle of my back. I wouldn't say I'm skinny but like, I don't eat much so I'm on the slender side? I have a D-cup bra. I like wearing business casual. Low cut shirts, blouses, blazers, nice coat jackets, pleated skirts with tights or boy shorts if the weather is nice. For sleep I usually just wear uhm, chemises? I think that's what they're called… or just plain pajamas. My mood fluctuates.

I have a necklace my grandma gave me and a necklace my… my first girlfriend gave me.

I talk with my hands like, all the time. I also chew on my necklace, even if it's metal. My pens too... It's a bad habit, I know. I might twiddle my thumbs when nervous, but I'm not usually nervous so it's more of a tic than a habit I think.

I uh, like my job. I like it a lot, actually! It's fun to see all the stupid little problems people can't solve themselves. It's baffling yet wonderful in a way. I'm good friends with like, most of my team. Mark is really cool. So is Stacy in HR. My supervisor Stanford is a good guy. He's helped me out a ton.

I like, uh, reading, mostly. That's about all I do in my free time. I read everything from shitty romance like Twilight to dark, gritty and goofy like Dungeon Crawler Carl. Scifi, horror, history, comedy, space opera, whatever. I've read just about every genre and have a favorite in each. I don't really watch anime or play video games much, though I guess Terraria is cool. I mostly just eat TV dinners. I'm not much of a chef unfortunately, but it's okay. Stouffer's makes good stuff nowadays! It tastes nothing like it did ten or twenty years ago. I also like going for walks, usually just around the neighborhood, I get hot easy though so don't go out in the summers much. Sometimes I'll go to the movies if one of my coworkers forces me to. The Martian was definitely one I don't regret going to see.

As for… my past? I… don't really like to talk about it. But I guess I can, just this once. My… parents were abusive, to put it lightly. Nothing I ever did was good enough for my mom and my dad… he was just an asshole all around, though that's putting it mildly. He tried to kill me once when I was nine. My mom didn't believe me. He kept trying, and failing. I don't know if that makes me lucky or not. I think my mom helped him once but I'm still not sure.

I didn't really date during high school and definitely not in middle school. I was far too much of a bookworm to get out there as it were, especially with everything that kept going on at home. I was too scared to take anyone there. Danny was my first girlfriend after I moved out, during college. Things were going great until one day I got so sick I almost died. They ran a toxicology report and discovered Bromethalin. Turns out, Danny had taken a life insurance policy out on me. She went to prison.

It was… hard. I didn't date again for a while after that. But then I met Felix. My first boyfriend. Things were great… until about 3 months in and he started getting… different? Then he started getting violent. Then one day, in the kitchen, he tried to strangle me. I uhm, stabbed him with a kitchen knife through the eye. I got off on self defense thanks to the bruises around my neck.

I needed a lot of therapy after that…

Anyway! I eventually found Scott. My second boyfriend. He… uh, didn't know about my… anything, really. That's kind of on me I guess, but on Halloween, he dressed up as Jason and jumped out of the closet with a fake knife. Everything kind of went… fuzzy, and then the next thing I knew, he was dead. I managed to get a self-defense claim on that one but got put on anti-psychotics.

I forget to take them sometimes…

Then I met another woman. Glenda was her name. I don't remember what started it. But, we fought… for some reason. Then she went to a drawer in the kitchen. I thought she was going for a knife! And I… I bashed her head against the counter until she stopped moving.

I only got out of that one because I put a knife in her hand that I stabbed myself with.

Then came Dylan He… he was great, at first. But then he started just… writing in a journal. He wouldn't tell me what was in the journal no matter how many times I asked. He said it had something to do with "DnD"...

He was going to fucking kill me. I know it so… so I did what I had to.

I killed him first. Before he could kill me.

I read the book after. It… it was in a code. I couldn't decipher it. I just know it was… haha! Getting away with that one took some serious work, let me tell you.

What am I looking for in someone? Oh... You know! Just the usual. Kind. Patient. Understanding. Maybe uh, doesn't keep secrets? I dunno! That's a hard question.

Anyway! That's where I am today! Single. Still looking for that guy or girl that… something. What? No. I don't think everyone is trying to kill me! Don't… don't be stupid. Haha.