James D12

I am a young, sleak looking boy. I have all ways looked this way. I am smaller than most of the kids in my school. I try to stay away and go hunting, but doing that seams impossible.

When ever I go hunting I end up getting a tan. When ever i can i try to find a source of water so we can bathe. Sence its been so dry recently I couldn't find any to do so, so my hair looks black, or green in the light, but it is a dark brown.

I haven't had any intressed in girls yet... but maybe on this one girl... I have geat eye-hand cordnation. And love to toss a rock and try to catch it with my fingers.

I tend to eat lots of food, but recently I haven't found anything to use for some kinds of food. I dislike anything that has to do with people, groups, or working as a team for a long period of time, too many mouths to feed in my oppinon. Sence I hunt in the woods, I can hear everything around me when its very quite.

I don't do very with any melee weapons other than a small knife. The only thing I use is a bow and arrow to catch my prey, I use my knife for simple traps. Like a snare and pit traps. (must mean I do well enough with decorating things.)

Ever sence my Father died I had to be the man of the house, more like parents of the house. When my father died, my mother was in pretty bad shape and never recoverd from what happed 6 years ago. I have dreams of it happening to me, sure it keeped me up for nights at a time for a few months. My father died in a accident in the mines. The accident was an explosion in the elvator, he and sevral other miners were transporting some kind of explosive matiral down, for digging out rocks, I suppose, I never learned what it was called, but the fuse was lit when the elavator was moving. My father didn't have a chance to save him-self. No one called him a hero, because he tried to put it out but couldn"t save the others.

My mother had I child when I was 4. They called him Monkey, because he liked to climb every where. After what happend in the mines with my father. He isn't in shape either. He is still in pretty bad shape too. Things can go wrong with him.

I met a girl in the woods. We were startled and saw that were doing the samething, keeping our families feed. She told me the that the same thing happend to her father too, but in diffrent curcomstances. We both decided to stick with eachother and teach eachother how to do things. She taught me what plants were eatable, and it taught her how to make simple traps.

If there is anything to change then contact me.