Circus Ghoul -Emily- Reference

- I've been reading and thinking, I still want to keep her as a cat hybrid. buuuuut~ young children, She's isn't going to be some commonly known 'Oh, she was born part cat and has had such a poor like because of her defect.' No, No, She was MADE into one, like her entire body was made to look like that of a cat's. It would probably make more sense once her story is finished. Even than I Think I'll make more changes-

So, This is my new Creepypasta O.C Circus Ghoul, But I like to refer her to as Emily.
Personal Info:
Name: Emily
Age: 14 (she ages slower than normal humans)
Height: 5'6
Species: Cat-Human Hybrid; Cannibal


Physical Features:
-Cat Ears and Tail sewed on; Ears are damaged and Holy
-Scars and stitches all over her body
-missing ears (they were sawed off)
-Sort of Retractile claws
-Stitches around her mouth
-One golden eye and one Blue
-Some joints bend differently than normal
-Sharp teeth
-Circus Paint markings on legs
-Long, White Hair
-Gold earrings

Personality:
-Has no emotions whats.so.ever. (She can not understand the feeling of anything, although at times there are hints when she expresses it)
-A strange attachment to a stuffed bunny named Stella (one from her Childhood; Before the circus)
-'hates' repeating herself to others
-Dislikes close contact
-Does not speak much

Abilities and Weaknesses:
-Deathly Quiet ( Easily sneaks up on Prey)
-Most common weapon is her claws or teeth
-Quick leaner and easily gathers information
-Excellent memory
-Sharpen Sense of smell

-Panic attacks (If not handled properly, They can kill her; Usually happens when a great deal of stress occurs)
-Has a slight 'fear' of Water (won't go out if it's raining)
-Can not tell when her body has had enough, can't feel pain nor anything


Short Background Story:
Emily lived in the seclusion of her home for the first 13 years of her life. This was the cause of her mother’s irrational duty to keep her daughter safe from the outside world. Emily heard of the renowned Machigerita Circus, and begged to go. Her Mother forbade Emily from ever leaving, but that didn’t stop the now 14-year-old girl from placing her feet over the edge of a window and running towards the circus being held in the dark woods. It was there, Emily made her first friends. But it was all taken away when the children were stolen and made into the very circus they so dearly wished to see. Each one became a disfigured ‘thing’. Emily’s legs and arms were bent and broken, inverting the natural way they moved. Onyx ears and a long-haired tail were sewed into place, her original ears sawed off. The front of her face pushed out into a muzzle. A solution injected into her bloodstream to finished off creating the hybrid they aim to make her into. They all sat and preformed as the ‘freaks’ Machigerita was so famous for. No one ever knew… they all were the missing children, taken from the streets lined with paper lanterns; bended and twisted to the ringmaster’s desire. They’re only wish stumbled from their mouths as they sung to the same tune. The wish to be free, a wish of death. Emily was the only one to escape, but with the price of something too great. In order to save herself, she locked away her feelings so she would no longer feel any pain.