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[03 Dec 2010|07:01pm] |
Basics
Name: Matthew (Matt) James Green
Age: 17
Birthday: May 17, 1979
Hometown: New York, NY - moved to San Francisco last year.
Family: Ingrid Green. She's a single mother - Matt never knew his dad (Evan). He has no siblings. His mother is a nurse.
Religion: Matt isn't religious. He doesn't figure that he'll waste his time on anything that he can't prove.
In Depth
History: Matthew Evan Green came into the world in the midst of chaos. His parents had only been married about a month when Ingrid found out she was pregnant. Just a week before Matt was born, his father, Evan, was killed in car accident. It was during his father's funeral that Matt decided that he was ready to see light. Ingrid was working at a nursing home while he was growing up - Matt spent a lot of time there with her. He would play with the residents - he had more grandparents than anyone really should ever have. He became rather attached to them all.
Before he started school, Matt was a model child. When he was in first grade, he went to his friend's house for a birthday party. He watched the way that the boy interacted with his dad and well, he wanted that for himself. Even as a child, he knew that he was missing something. He talked to his mother about his father but well, it wasn't the same. Like any single parent household, Matt and Ingrid became very close. The problem was simple. No matter what she did, she wasn't a dad.
When Matt entered middle school, things changed. A few of the residents that Matt had been really close to passed away. This hit Matt really hard. He didn't take it well - at all. It was at this point that he started questioning things. He couldn't undestand why it seemed like the people that were important to him were taken from him. Also at this time of his life, his mother enrolled in nursing school. Which meant that Matt had even less time with his mother. He started skipping classes, hanging out with 'the wrong crowd'. His fabulous GPA took a hit - he went from honor roll to barely passing in less than a year. It was ninth grade that made a difference though. As a freshman, Matt decided to give in to peer pressure. Drugs became an important part of his world. He tried a little bit of everything - whatever he could get his hands on. But more than that, he was a two-bit dealer. School became even less important.
Finally, Ingrid had enough. Upon her graduation from nursing school, she was hired to work in the hospital in Melrise, NY. She packed up her son, wanting to get him away from the people that he hung out with, thinking that maybe, just maybe a new setting would bring out the son that she used to have. But, really? It didn't. Matt calmed down a little. What other choice did he have really? He didn't really have much of an outlet. Matt turned his energies to other things. Things that he could find interesting since there wasn't much else for him to do.
He focused back on school, wanting to get away from the two-bit town that they'd moved to. By the time he graduated high school, he had a pretty good GPA. Moving back to New York City, he enrolled in NYU for pre-med. Matt had spent most of his free time helping his mom at the hospital, even becoming a candy striper during his senior year. Upon graduating from NYU undergrad, he enrolled in med school there, much to his mother's pleasure. His previous drug habits came up at this time, but he made it clear that he'd been clean and sober since moving to Melrise and that he felt like his past could make him a better doctor. He could understand what his patients were going through.
He'd done his internships in NYC, quickly deciding that he wanted to be a surgeon. There was something about knowing that he had the power to help someone, to save their life - it was an amazing feeling. He applied at a lot of different hospitals for his residency program, wanting to get away, to try something new, be somewhere new. Being accepted to a hospital in San Francisco was a dream come true.
Settling into his new home, he quickly fell in love with the town. He met new people, saw new things, loved his job. It was, in short, perfection.
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