Likes: singing, dancing, writing music, playing guitar, being different, rock and alternative music, horror movies, traveling, sketching, reading, meeting new people, her fans
Dislikes: discrimination, bullying, judgmental people, being underestimated, dishonesty, selfishness, people trying to control her, losing anyone she cares about, people suffering
Crush: Charlize Theron, Cate Blanchett or Anne Hathaway
Backstory: Madelaine grew up in a small and extremely conservative town. Her birth parents left her not long after she was born and Madelaine was placed into foster care. However foster care wasn't a great place as she was very different from the other children. She liked scary movies and listening to hard rock music. This made the staff treat her like a troubled child. As years went by Madelaine continued to be neglected by the staff because she wouldn't conform to how they wanted her to be. Having enough of the mistreatment Madelaine ran away and left the town. She traveled to another town hours away and started trying to get work. Madelaine started singing at small clubs around town. Soon enough she got noticed by someone and was offered a contract with a music company which she happily took. Madelaine started writing new songs and soon enough she released her first hit album. Madelaine then had her first concert and that's when she really took off as a singer. She went on to win awards for best new artist as well as best female rockstar and many more. Madelaine was happy that she was finally achieving her dream.
Theme Song:
Back To Hell by Glimmers
[ Lyrics ]
Staring at my phone Feeling all alone With a pain in my back From the stones you throw Oh Eyes glued to the screen don't know what you mean Thought you had my back Since I was seventeen But now I'm 23
Nobody warned me About fake friends Let's change this story I'm not here to make amends
You left me there and hung me out to dry Knife through my back I bled through every lie That made up shit you spread I'll never get back those nights in my head My friends keep telling me not to hold a grudge You might have changed but I will be the judge So that's it I wish you well And have a safe trip back to hell So that's it I wish you well And have a safe trip back to hell
Growing up, I thought Stick to what you were taught Be a nice girl Is not asking for a lot But they don't know your games Really such a shame I was painting skies You tried to turn them gray What's the point anyway?
Nobody told me I had a choice To tell my story I'm done with your side gonna raise my voice
You left me there and hung me out to dry Knife through my back I bled through every lie That made up shit you spread I'll never get back those nights in my head My friends keep telling me not to hold a grudge You might have changed but I will be the judge So that's it I wish you well And have a safe trip back to hell So that's it I wish you well And have a safe trip back to hell
You can act But you're not an actress Writing your own lines I see Your sweet facade is close to cracking Can't keep track 'Cause your words are tactless Your narrative is unconvincing
You left me there and hung me out to dry Knife through my back I bled through every lie That made up shit you spread I'll never get back those nights in my head My friends keep telling me not to hold a grudge You might have changed but I will be the judge So that's it I wish you well And have a safe trip back to hell So that's it I wish you well And have a safe trip back to hell So that's it I wish you well And have a safe trip back to hell
