Zoey Anderson District 3

Zoey is a petite girl. She stands a little less than five feet tall, with long arms and legs that suggest she's taller than what her height really is. She's classified as scrawny with a tiny waist. Zoey has short scarlet hair, thats cut at uneven lengths. It's usually messy also.

Zoey has a small heart shaped face. Dark lashes frame bright emerald green eyes. A small rounded nose fits between them. A splash of freckles marking pale, almost translucent skin. A long pink scar stretches from her right shoulder, across her chest and around her left hip.

Zoey is a spunky girl. She's very stubborn also. She never backs down from anything and wont give up until she gets what she wants or dies trying. Once she was told to open a jar that had been glued shut. When nothing worked she smashed it open, recieving points for creativity.

Zoey is a bit shy, especially around guys. She prefers going unnoticed, keeping her hood up and her eyes cast down with custom made sterio headphones blasting metal in her ears. She likes to walk around aimlessly when she's bored. Problems with ADHD keep her from sitting still for too long.

An aura of deep sadness seem to surround Zoey. Sometimes people can tell by the vibes she gives off. If someone asks what's wrong, she usually turns up her music and drowns out the person. When she's having a particularly bad day she rushes home and pulls out a canvas and paints. She paints most of her pictures in blues blacks and reds, depicting her emotions.

Zoey doesnt remember her parents. She only knows what she's been told. When she was two, her house caught fire from a fallen candle. She had been trapped under a wrought iron lamp that had absorbed a great deal of heat. Her screams alerted fire fighters of her position and they were able to rescue her just as the house collapsed. She was the only one to make it out.

Zoey was taken to an orphanage. She lived there for eight years suffering from beatings, neglect, and little to no food for days on end. One day she grew tired of it all and ran away. She lived on the streets for two years before meeting a boy named Jack, he was around the same age as her.

Zoey, not knowing who else to turn to, told Jack her story. The boy lead her to his home. His parents were brought to tears by the girls story and envited her to live with them with open arms. Zoey has lived with them ever since.

Sorry if this is sloppy. Ive had to rewrite it 4 times in 6 hours. Very frustrating.