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I was born to the freezing cold in the harsh streets of district six with nowhere to go except stay with my mother who could barely support us on the streets. Up until the tender age of three my baby blue eyes were drab with exhaustion and my golden hair was smudged with dirt. Then my mother died and I was sent to a nice, safe, warm orphanage. Even though this is one of the better orphanages in district six, my life is still plagued with the misery of being alone in the world with only a small stuffed rabbit given to my toddler self by my mother before she died to call my own.

I drag that stuffted rabit around everywhere in that orphanage, my small eleven year old hand never letting go of it despite all the teasing and hurt that comes from the other boys because I am the smallest of them all, prefer to hide in a good corner with a good book, and hold on to the last gift my mother ever gave me.