curious minds }} astra x edgar }} anzie

When I left the house this morning I had had no mission on hand. I had just left with a free mind open to just discover more about my home and about the people and animals who called it home. I had left my notebook at home today, deciding that I would not need it ah today I was just out for fun, my own personal enjoyment. I walk with a bounce in my step down the quiet street my eyes constantly scanning the area around me. For so long I have walked down this very path my eyes always looking for something new, for something different for something interesting. My brother constantly told me that I was a very curious person and usually I just brush the comment off because I know that I am more than just a curious person. I am a obsessive person, I am a person who get obsessed about the smaller things, the things others may just over look with a flick of their gaze.

But not me.

People often said to me “small things amuse small minds” and on the country I would agree with them. Yes small things absolutely caught my attention- but was my mind small? No. I wouldn't say that. I would say it was huge filled with all the knowledge that I had gathered from my experiments over the past few years. At first I had only been interested in animals and their digestive system and what not... but now…. now everything to me seemed like it was an unsolved mystery and I was the one who was going to solve it all- especially the mystery about us, about human beings.

I was obsessed with human beings, obsessed with everything about them. When I saw a child walking down the street hand in hand with its mother I get this undying desire to watch them and watch the way they interact with each other- the bond between a mother and her child is something so fascinating. I saw that with me and my mother. The bond I had with her I knew that I could have with none else, as she was the one who gave life to me, who brought me into this world, she is the one I associate with the feeling of safety even if I was not always safe in her arms. She was my home in a way as creepy as that sounds.

By now I have reached the end of the street and my feet begin to carry me away to the more abandoned parts of district two. Most of district two was buzzing with life, people who were energetic and full of energy wandered around the street during the night ready to party and kill the cells of there brains by drinking ace liquid. And during the day people crowded the streets to shop and work and what not. Sometimes always I wandered what it would be like to meet people from a different district. I wandered if they too were always in the high spirits that us District two’s seem to be. I wanted to know, I wanted to know more about them, about how they live and what goes on in their heads.

During the time of the games I get to know a little bit- but the information I get isn't accurate. The children who have been chosen for the games are children whose emotions are all over the pace- they are in a mess. So I can never make correct judgements about other district for that reason. But in other ways the game also had benefits for me as I could study people who were in a state of great stress. I loved watching the games to the extent where the killing begins. I may be interested in the insides of a human being, but I am definitely against killing.

I like to see myself as harmless.

Slowly the buildings around me being to thin out until there is a gap of a goos 6-7 meters between each. Sometimes I wished I could live out here. It was much quitter, not busy and just seemed to peaceful. But I knew I couldn't, I had to stay with the Blackmore’s, because they were the reason why Sigil and I could give our mother a life of not complete poverty and a life that was well suited to a woman that I he'd dear to my heart. But despite everything we gave her I still felt like she deserved more. I felt like no matter what I did it would never be enough- even though she always smiles at us and thanks us and tells us she loves us. I knew that she wished we could be there with her everyday, but I also knew that she knew that we couldn’t and she knew that we were doing it for her sake- and of that she seemed to log us even more.

Suddenly a flash of orange catches my view and my ever so curious eyes are drawn to a girl who was wandering around aimlessly outside a building. Instantly my mind begins to tick, excitement cursing though my veins.