Iris Flower-Oak {D 7} ❂

pup Veteran Member 3,008 POSTS Pronouns: He/Him last seen Sept 14, 2023 20:52:48 GMT -5	Iris Flower-Oak {D 7} ❂ Jun 7, 2014 14:42:59 GMT -5 Select Post Deselect Post Link to Post Member Give Gift Back to Top Post by pup on Jun 7, 2014 14:42:59 GMT -5 Name: Iris Flower-Oak Gender: Female Age: 15 16 17 District: 7 Odair Faceclaim:Lada Kravchenko Appearance Personality History
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Iris Flower-Oak {D 7} ❂ Jun 7, 2014 15:13:34 GMT -5

Post by pup on Jun 7, 2014 15:13:34 GMT -5

Dearest Iris,

I know the peacekeepers may not deliver this since I was sent to the detention center. I miss you and love you so much you can't imagine. They are letting me right one letter to you dearest sister and then we will lose contact for a while.

{❂A P P E A R A N C E❂}
I miss your dark brown hair, always tied up into a bun, keeping the hair out of your eyes to help you think, with whatever in your hair to keep it up like a twig or a piece of plastic you found on the ground. I remember when you put your hair up like that you are thinking very fast and incredibly, I could see the seriousness in your hazel brown eyes, but yet a lot of kindness and caring in them as well. I remember and miss your red lips and pale face, like a rose blooming in snow, remember our uncle thought you looked hideous, like a monster.

I remember you were very small for your age when they took me away. I remember that your eyes were filled with tears as you yelled for me. I remember how our Uncle said, "Good riddens." And our cousin Rowan yelled, "No!" I remember your voice loudest and clearest yelling to come back for you. God I miss you. I even miss the little zits that cropped up lightly on your pale white forehead, popping out looking like mosquito bites which you also seemed to have everywhere from your arms to your legs.

I remember when you were smaller and you cried as you saw a tree fall. I remember you yelling in a tiny voice crying, "But it was alive!" I remember your kind, small voice here at the lonely detention rig and it fills me up with longing to see your beautiful long hair and little button nose again.

{❂P E R S O N A L I T Y❂}

I remember your intellect and how you were always able to solve a problem. I remember you able to figure out the hardest of riddles I gave you. I remember you being a kind and wonderful girl, hating to see destruction of life. Even if it was just a tree. I remember you grew your own little tree in our backyard and cared for it as it grew up. You said it spoke to you and you loved to hear it's voice.

I remember you loved to grow plants and tried to help our family in any way you could, whether it was selling silk or growing fruits and vegetables. I remember even once when you sold your rocking horse when you were six. I remember it was a beaten and worn down little thing but you loved it all the same when you let it go.

I remember how you would have your nose in a book a lot of the time. I remember kids at school teased you because you were such a "nerd" as they said. I remember that you would lift your head high and not listen, but when you got home you would cry and cry in your bed, despite being happy most of the time. I remember our cousins Willow and Sycamore not helping much by teasing you more, but I remember Rowan trying to hug you as you pushed him away lightly, still conscious of not hurting him.

{❂H I S T O R Y❂}

I remember when you were a little baby rocking in your crib crying. It wasn't until you were a toddler when you stopped being a selfish annoying brat and started loving everything. Your bad temper became smaller and smaller as you grew older, but your self esteem seemed to start to be chipped away by the kids at school who bullied to put themselves up. I never understood why they bullied you because you became such a sweet child.

I remember you would go outside and drown out your sorrows by tending to your Apple tree or reading a book or creating and then solving riddles. Sometimes the drowning doesn't help though and you get so angry you bang the Apple tree or burst into tears. I remember one time when you banged a tree with a bee's nest in it and you got little stings all over yourself and you were crying even harder then.

Now I remember that recent Winter when we were almost out of food and your Apple tree couldn't grow in the cold. I remember we were short on money and I decided to steal just this one time to keep us alive. The peacekeepers came for me the next day after hearing I stole and they took me away. I remember you crying despite being a fourteen year old as I took my last look on your face.

Love,
Your Older Brother

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pup Veteran Member 3,008 POSTS Pronouns: He/Him last seen Sept 14, 2023 20:52:48 GMT -5	Iris Flower-Oak {D 7} ❂ Jun 22, 2014 14:15:15 GMT -5 Select Post Deselect Post Link to Post Member Give Gift Back to Top Post by pup on Jun 22, 2014 14:15:15 GMT -5 Done. Please just humor me whoever has to read this. I know the peacekeepers may not let him send a letter but this is a fictional bio.
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