Tanner Barx, District 12

Appearance:
I have long black hair that passes over my eyebrows and falls into my eyes. My eyebrows are thick and as straight as a board. They rest upon my dark gray eyes. Eyes that are such a deep shade they almost look black. I have a dark freckle on my cheek that is very close to my mouth.My nose flairs when I am breathing hard. Not to where you barely notice it, like an angry bull. It grows to about three times it's original size!(I was being sarcastic in case you were wondering.)

I work out every day while I'm waiting on Dad to get home from work after school, so my muscles are pretty big. I'm a tall person, so I tower over most of the people I know. Not my Dad. He is still almost half a foot taller than me. I have had muscles since I was about....ten? It may have been later than that. Despite the ones on my face, I don't have many freckles. Really, the only other big one is on the back of my knee. There are a few small ones on my shoulders as well.

I usually only wear the hand-me-down clothes my Dad used to wear. Something about the long sleeved shirts and worn jeans make me feel more comfortable. My brown leather boots are the only thing I wear that didn't once belong to Dad. They are simpe hiking boots, but they are comfortable and light, so I wear them everywhere.

Personality:

Personality:
I like going on walks throught the town square. It is always packed with people, so there is usually someone or something to help occupy my time. Either by talking, allowing me to help them carry heavy objects, or even once, helping someone find an overly curious child.

My friends are the closest thing I have to siblings, so I treat them the same way I would treat any sibling of mine. With playful wrestling matches, arm wrestling, and all the time, doing so with a secret, unspoken love.

I am not the type of person who wears all his emotions out on his sleeve. I don't like extra attention at all. It makes me uncomfortable. It makes me feel like I am being pressured to do every little thing. When I am nervous, I fidget. A LOT. I play thumb wars against myself, tug on my shirt tail, anything really.

Once you get to know me, I'm not that bad a guy. I still with hold most of my emotions, but not with as much effort as when I barely knew you. The one emotion you can easily get out of me is the humorous one. I laugh at anything, regardless of if it is funny or not!

History:

History:
I was born on the late, cold date of November 28. I am 18, so I guess I was born during the 41st Hunger Games. I never had any brothers or sisters, although I always wanted them. Mostly I wanted a brother. One I could take out hunting. One I could treat like Dad did me.
However, sometimes, your dreams don't matter to whoever is in control of them, so All you can do is shake it off and move on.

Dad and I have always been close. Really, he is one of my closest friends. We do eveything together. Well, when he isn't working, that is. He taught me a few basic snares and traps when I was only nine years old. Every now and then, he would take me with him to the woods and let me hunt with him.
Now, every day he is off we are in the woods, searching for possible dinner.

My mother and I have been close too. Just not as close as Dad and I. She loves me, and I love her, but there never really has been very much for us to talk about outside of school. She is a more reserved person. Also, she is where I got my restrained emotions from.

In school, if I didn't get it there, I got it at home. My mom is an extremely smart person, so if I need help with something, she helps me with ease. My friends and I are very close. I have always had more guy friends then girls. I always got nervous around girls, so I have just made it a rule to avoid them. That is unless, I want to embarrass myself.

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