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Well this is fun, isn't it? 

I always wanted to be an actor, my mother and I would watch the high district ads during the hunger games- the one for reality shows and elegance that district nine never got. Our televisions didn't pick that shit up, we don't have room for actors in a factory district but hey, I'd be lying if I weren't trying. I always wanted to be a gardener, an actor, a model -- something more than burning my hands in oil and watching my cousins die. That's fun. 

Things keep changing, I've got my own apartment now - that's great. I'm saving up to buy a bed because I sleep on a damn futon, but on the bright side I have flower pots on my windowsills. That's luxurious, dude. Living the dream, pretending I'm rich but I will be one of these days. It'd be easier if Billie and Ken stopped breaking in, all they do is eat my food and leave bloody hand prints on my counter tops. I ignore that to hell and back, ignore the times Billie cries in my shower, ignore my missing aunt and uncle and ignore my mother asking questions where her brother is; I'm in over my head. 

Avri might be in a gang,
I'm just one bitch. 

I'm trying my hardest at least.

theodore abe ;
twenty four, female, district nine