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UnderArmor
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What do I even do?[Open] Jan 15, 2011 15:38:26 GMT -5

Post by UnderArmor on Jan 15, 2011 15:38:26 GMT -5

Evan was depressed right now. Normally he would help people as much as he could, but what would he say to them now when he was sadder then most of them? His family was in major trouble right now, and he couldn't stop thinking about that day with the gun. He kept telling himself that it was all he could do, but he killed him.His dad was about to lose his job, and then what would they do. His mom, Jade, couldn't work, how could they survive? His only idea was the signing himself up extra times for the Hunger Games, but what would that do? Get himself killed! And that man still haunted him today.

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I will rip your throat out.

What do I even do?[Open] Feb 6, 2011 20:35:40 GMT -5

Post by Jungle on Feb 6, 2011 20:35:40 GMT -5

Taryn sat in her room, staring out the window into the dreariness that was District 6. SHe sighed and brushed her mahogany hair out of her face, rubbing her green eyes. Alot was weighing on her nowadays, especially worrying about Marx. He's been more shut out lately, and Taryn hates not knowing whats going on with her brother.
Sighing, and figuring she needs to get out of the house, and find someone to try and talk to, even with her severely awkward social skills, stood up and rumaged around for a coat. Finding one, she slipped it on and headed downstairs. She saw Marx curled up on the couch, and wrote him a quick note. Then she pushed open the door and walked out, heading into town.

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What do I even do?[Open] Feb 8, 2011 20:29:51 GMT -5

Post by UnderArmor on Feb 8, 2011 20:29:51 GMT -5

Evan was walking through town when he saw a girl walk outside down the street. She was about 14 to 16, and had long red hair. He wondered why she was outside in this freezing weather. What was it, maybe twenty, or thirty degrees at most. Maybe she wasn't that wealthy either, since they were in the slums of the town. Still, some home is better than no home.

He walked over to her through the snow and said,"Hi, I'm Evan, what's your name?" She was taller than him by alot, maybe 8 inches taller and very skinny. It was always an inconvenience to be short, and sometimes it was just embarrassing. He just wished he were 6'1.

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I will rip your throat out.

What do I even do?[Open] Feb 9, 2011 21:00:29 GMT -5

Post by Jungle on Feb 9, 2011 21:00:29 GMT -5

Taryn made her way through the snow, clutching her coat to her tightly, sighing. She had stopped to look up at the sky, wondering what to do today. She couldn't stand going back home.
"Hi, I'm Evan, what's your name?" A voice came from her left, and Taryn whipped around, ready to run when she saw it was just a boy. A boy possibl around her age, but shorter. She noticed a confused look on his face, and then realized that she hadn't responded to his question. "Oh, um, hi.I'm Taryn."