A-leck Slipknot ~District 8~

I am very tall for my age standing up at five foot and seven inches. This makes me taller than my older sister. I stand tall but I am very scrawny. That is okay since it allows me to hide easier when I uh need to since I am not that wide.. I have some muscles, but I tend to lack any defined muscles. This makes me a bit of an awkward looking kid since I am tall for my age and scrawny. I sometimes wish I had more muscles so I look a bit hotter and such. You will see me wearing flannel at school to hopefully disguise that I have not much for muscles.

I have dark brown hair that gets some blonde high lights from the sun during the summer. My hair is a bit dark during the winter when there is no sun making me look a bit more mature and older than I am in my opinion. I have normal looking brown eyes that don't exactly add much to me, but does not exactly take anything away from my looks. My teeth are a bit yellow, but I usually don't smile with my teeth so that is good. While my finger nails are dirty from some of the jobs I have taken on recently. So I would call my hygiene a bit below average. I don't stink, but am I the cleanest no. I rather spend time looking for food, and working than worrying about being spot clean.


I have a distinct cut on my ear from a little fight, well that story ctually takes too long to explain now, so I won't.This cut well never healed so in order to not be picked out for other things I have done I tend to where some kind of hat or band aid over the cut. My head has distinct edges to it even more apparent since I often don't have "enough food" to gain weight. Every now and then I lose so much weight that you can see my ribs. It is hard to believe that I grew so tall with the lack of food I get sometimes.My eye brows are extremely bushy. Even though some may dislike how bushy they are, I however, appreciate them. I have a lot of hair overall. I have already gained my adult chest hair, and my arm hair. In fact some people call me hairy arms. The only thing I don’t have is facial hair. My face is really smooth actually

There is two words that can describe me for majority of what makes me do what I do. I can either be called exceptionally brave or extremely stupid. I guess you can say a bit of both. I would die to do anything for my family. I have umm stolen things in neat ways as to not get caught, but to make sure my family was happy and well fed. I guess you can say I am bright in the aspect of coming up with a good plan to not get caught, but stupid considering how many people could have seen me on top of Peacekeepers. So I guess bravery plays a roll too because Peacekeepers could have caught me too and we all know how so many people are afraid of them. Okay okay all of those traits plus I am an extremely confusing person, since I am clearly a mixture of things all at once, like an paradox.

I know stealing things is bad, but I still do it. I do it for my family. It is not like I don’t have a conscience I do, just my family means the world to me. Okay okay I sometimes do it in a bit more destructive way than I have to. I have to have some fun in my life though. I guess that is selfish in a way, but I guess I love to fool around sometimes. Speaking of fooling around, I love to tease my older sister. I don’t ever mean to take it too far, but I know I do sometimes, and after the fact that it happens I feel bad. I always make sure I apologize and accept that I went too far. I guess you can say that I am still just a younger brother doing what they do.

One thing that makes me a very difficult person is my straight forward personality. I never sugar coat things that are true. I say the games are twisted, my family would gasp even though they know it is true. I am still the only one to admit it. In that aspect I am the mature one in my family. Even though I fool around in situations I almost always make sure it is logical, well I guess logical for myself.... Honestly though, I don’t like to hurt people with my straight forward personality but I do, and the bad thing is I am not sure if I would ever change myself and my straightforward personality. That is one thing that I won't change.

My parents are both cotton workers making our family like the norm in district eight; that pretty much equals poor. I have been protecting my family since I could remember. That sometimes means doing things incorrect per say to make sure that we would not starve, and that we were all happy. One time when my sister wanted some fabric to make our family some clothes, but we had ran out of money. That night I climbed up a little fabric shop’s neighboring tree and went on the roof and jumped through the open sky light on the roof. I may have been a bit selfish in that I had chosen an expensive pink fabric, but it was for my sisters. Oh how I love them and oh how they needed to know that I did. Well I got away with it by jumping for the skylight and some how pulling myself up and out. I gave the fabric to my older sister and thought that no one ever noticed. The only thing I did not calculate was when I told one of my friends about a certain someone who stole it. Well he must of snitch-ed because I came home from school one day that week to be told that Dad was going to be punished for stealing fabric. He was already gone. I told my mom that I did it, and I needed to be punished myself. I never did mind taking punishments, I have actually found them funny at times but My mother said don't he has already been punished you will just be punished too on top of it. That was the worse day of my life. I was only ten at the time, but it still stings to this day.

I have been becoming a bit better at this stuff now. For instance I will pay for a grapefruit pass the money purposely dropping it and the person will bend over and I steal an apple slipping it in my bag while they are not working. Or even my favorite is dropping the fruit by “ mistake” and then putting it back. It won’t sell so the vender has to put it in the trash that night, before he gets in trouble for selling bad fruit. That night I come back and get it for my family, usually I give my dinner to someone else and eat that fruit so they have no guilty conscience. I suppose I am a caring person to my family more than of other people unrelated to me, since I know that those people need to make money too, but I care about my family first. I always have.


I Protect my family from almost everything. I have did some bad things, perhaps permanently making my conscience scared per say. I have beaten up kids who tease my siblings. I tell my family the truth that we all want to say but never do. The fact that the Games are demented and twisted and bad. I steal things, I tell them we need to make more money.. I get a job even though it bores me. I take out extra tesserae so my siblings will never have to. The only thing I can’t do. I honestly regret this one. I can’t give my siblings the peace of mind that they will never have to go into the Hunger games. No not one of them! I can’t volunteer for any of them since they are all girls. If they were boys I would have told them from birth that I would volunteer for them one hundred percent, that they would not have to worry about the games for most of their reaping age. No I have to watch them every year and know that they could get picked and then they would go in. Every year that goes by a huge amount of pressure subsides knowing it is one year closer to them all being safe. I can't save them though if they got picked.The most I can do is love them, and I know that is not enough.....