Violet Isadora Raine District 12

Name: Violet Isadora Raine
Age: Seventeen
Gender: Female
District/Area: District 12
Appearance:

A pair of deep hazel eyes with violet flecks and a set of thick, full lashes stare back at me through the water. My dark, long hair is a mane descending from my skull and wrapping around my shoulders. The opaque colour of my hair is in striking contrast with my pale complexion in the dim light of the moon. My face is drained of all colour and the hollows of my cheeks are caved in slightly. My slender body is six feet tall and only one hundred and ten pounds.
People have told me I was attractive before. But others have also told me otherwise. I find my body to be sickly thin and usually avoid mirrors. Many people steer away from me for I come off as dark. Some people have called me 'Seam scum' when they have met me. I don't take it offensively because I know how thin and disoriented I must look to them. My ribs are easily counted and my hip bones are extremely prominent. Sometimes I see myself as pretty, but that vision quickly fades when I look at my emaciated body. This body could never be attractive to any man.

Personality:

I shy away from most people. My mother has always complained about how introverted I am. She had always wanted an extroverted child. I, on the other hand, keep to myself, mostly for the fact that I am terrified to let others in. Depression consumes most of my mind. The lack of food and stress from struggling just to survive causes my mind to slow and become distorted.
I am easily tempered, only because my depression spikes my irritation levels to a maximum and just the tiniest things agitate me. I am fatigued mostly all of the time, but I push myself to keep going until I'm exhausted. I often cry myself to sleep without my mother aware of my sadness. I'm terrified of change. Though I am ill-tempered, I am still very caring and would die to save someone I love. I loathe the Capitol along with most other people in the world. I have a dire instinct to protect anyone younger than me and it nearly breaks my heart when I am unable to do so.

History:

I've grown up in the Seam and have lived here my entire life. My father has worked in the coal mines since I was born and my mother has been a stay-at-home mother since my brother, Zane, was born. Zane is my best friend and he's the only one that knows of my depression. He is but five years older than I but understands me completely and I love him for that. My sister, Adorna, on the other hand can't stand me. Though I've tried letting her in she refuses and, just as mostly everyone else does, shuts me out. No one ever bothers to give me the time of day, except for maybe Haymitch Abernathy.
I visit Haymitch often for he has become a good friend of mine. He offers me food when he sees that I am in need and I willingly take it. I usually feel compunction afterwards but I simply am unable to control myself. Though Haymitch is often drunk he is still able to have somewhat coherent conversations with me. We never talk for more than an hour for I usually must get back home.
Besides him and Zane I have but one other friend. Her name is Deja. Sometimes I get jealous of her beauty for she is far more attractive than I. But as stated previously, my darkness draws people away. I guess I just naturally detest others.

Codeword: Odair
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