Aquila triste D4 ( done)

My blond hair fell over my shoulders as my light brown eyes stare at the sea. Did I always look like this? No, before I used to be fat. The other girls used to laugh at me because I wasn't skinny. When did I start to loose weight when I became a career so around ten? Was my hair always blond? No before it was light brown and now blond, but you can still see traces of brown in it.

Did I always used to dress my self in just tank tops and shorts even if it was cold outside? No I don't think so my parents cared about my health, but now that there gone it doesn't matter, I don't look sick anyway. Were my eyes always so observant? No before they didn't care about what was happening around them, now that's the only thing they care about.

I love the wild outdoors, if I’m angry or sad or even happy I love to go swimming in the cold water, just to take a glance of the nature around me. Everything there is so free and beautiful and exciting, like a rush. That's how I want to live, not trapped up in the district. I hate being trapped and not my own person, because I am me and no one else no one can tell me what to do, no one can tame me, I’m a wild animal.

I seem to value an animal’s life over a human, though I don't know why. It's just the way it is. I am a career someone born to go into the games and kill. I don't mind one bit killing a human, but if I had to kill an animal than I would cry my eyes out to no end. When I eat an animal it takes no effect on me I can eat, but I don't have the guts to get the job done myself.

I love to observe stuff; my eyes are never not looking at something and trying to analyze it in my brain. Like the wings of a bee or a bird and the tail of fish or a dolphin. I wonder a lot to. I like to ask questions there isn't an answer to. Like why do we walk or why do we have to kill? I kill my self so do I have anything to say?

My parents were fishers. They worked on the coast next to our little beach house. Since I don't have any siblings I made myself a friend. A boy that doesn't exactly have a name so I gave him one. I found him one day climbing over the fence when he was 7 at that time I was 5. He said he had no name and that he was on the run from the capitol, they took his parents. I gave him the name Oceanus after the titan in old stories. Oceanus became a good companion and used to tell me adventures of his life in the forest. He never seemed to care what happened to his parents, but I did. So I told him one day we will rescue them from the capitol.

On day when I was ten I came home from school with Oceanus to find my parent’s dead body's laying on the floor. I couldn't believe they were gone I had no family left. I was absolutely alone with Oceanus. A few days after he moved into the house so I wouldn't have to be there alone. He said it was painful, but you get over it eventually. That year I decided to become a career. I grew very close to my trainer that he became sort of my dad. He would watch over me so the district wouldn't put me into a orphanage. I wasn't very good at first, but after a while I found out I was great with knives and swords. I learned how to swim and started to practice outside of the training center and in the ocean in front of her house. I sometimes go out into the sea and throw knives at the fish. It hurt me but we needed to stay alive even with my trainer taking care of us.

When I was 16 and Oceanus 18 and his last year in the reaping he asked if we want to be closer he asked me to Mary him. I told him not until were both safe from the reaping. Everything was turning out all right and my life was perfect, just I missed my parents I wish they could be there for my wedding