Prudence's Bio.
Sept 29, 2011 17:16:29 GMT -5
Post by prudence on Sept 29, 2011 17:16:29 GMT -5
BASIC
District: 4
Name: Prudence S. Sagway
Age: 17
Hair: Black
Hight: 5'7
weight: 120
PHYSICAL
I, Prudence(I hate the name, so you can call me by my middle name, Suze), am a very small girl for my age of 17. I often wear rags since my family is to poor to aford the good things in life. I've learned to put up with my appearence, I do this by avoiding mirrors, puddles, or anything else that will show my reflection. Our house is small compared to the bigger houses around my district. Thank goodness were a small family.
My hair is always a mess of curls thrown back into a pony tail by the ribbon my grandmother gave me. Although I usually dont like those kind of girly things, this ribbon is important to me. My grandmother had this as a token, when she was in the hunger games. I often wear darker lcolored clothes, with a layer of dirt that covors it. It's funny, my clothes usually corispond with my attitude, dark. my usual outfit consists of tight pants, a T-shirt, and a leather jacket.
PERSONALITY
Although I usually one to keep to myself. I often get into fights. People often like to mock me and my family because we are against the games, to when they come by on there way to I'm guessing a training center and tease me about my beliefs, I have nothing better to do then knock their block off. I only have one friend, Finn, who says I have "issues". He's the only one though that knows why I beat people up, and understands it. Or why I occasionly "borrow" something from the shops when we dont catch any fish to trade. My family is poor.
I might seem hard headed. But when I am at home, i feel like a whole new person. When I am around my brother, Oliver, I try my best to maks my emotions, more for him then myself. Ollie is the only person I am sure I love, so i make sure he knows it. I act like a mom when I'm with him. That way he at least feels like he has a parent. I make sure he gets ready for school, and looks presentable when he leavs the house. I try my best to feed him, so people dont get suspicious to why he is so small.
I'm quite the person if you get to know me. I am not like most girls. And for someone who lives in a career district, I fear leaving my brother for the games. If it ever happens, I must have a plan for Oliver. I cant let him go to a childrens home and starve....
HISTORY
When I was born my mom said I was a fussy baby, and always needed something to make me feel complete. Little did she know that something was a thing that would never happen. The games to end. I have spent many hours up at night righting letters to Snow, pages and pages of what i think of his games. I never meant to send them, I wasn't stupid I knew what would happen if I did. I keep them in the back of my dresser in a locked box. Until now...
one year ago my parents died, or at leats i believe so. Our family migh have been poor, but we had something most people didn't have in our district, love. So when I came home one day and they weren't there, I knew something was up. When they never came back, I decided instead of them leaving us, they must have died, right? I have been taking care of my brother ever since.
I can't really take care of him when I can't even take care of myself, but I try. Although we take the chance of Peacekeepers coming to our house any day and asking where our parents our, and when we cant answe, taking us away. its a wonder we have lasted this long! I decided its better to stay away from them as long as i can. Now that he is eligible for the games, I fear I will lose the only thing that keeps me sane. This is the reason my box isnt hidden anymore, it sits on my desk, every night I look at it and think would today would be different if I sent the letters? My brothers my life, so if he dies, is life worth living?
District: 4
Name: Prudence S. Sagway
Age: 17
Hair: Black
Hight: 5'7
weight: 120
PHYSICAL
I, Prudence(I hate the name, so you can call me by my middle name, Suze), am a very small girl for my age of 17. I often wear rags since my family is to poor to aford the good things in life. I've learned to put up with my appearence, I do this by avoiding mirrors, puddles, or anything else that will show my reflection. Our house is small compared to the bigger houses around my district. Thank goodness were a small family.
My hair is always a mess of curls thrown back into a pony tail by the ribbon my grandmother gave me. Although I usually dont like those kind of girly things, this ribbon is important to me. My grandmother had this as a token, when she was in the hunger games. I often wear darker lcolored clothes, with a layer of dirt that covors it. It's funny, my clothes usually corispond with my attitude, dark. my usual outfit consists of tight pants, a T-shirt, and a leather jacket.
PERSONALITY
Although I usually one to keep to myself. I often get into fights. People often like to mock me and my family because we are against the games, to when they come by on there way to I'm guessing a training center and tease me about my beliefs, I have nothing better to do then knock their block off. I only have one friend, Finn, who says I have "issues". He's the only one though that knows why I beat people up, and understands it. Or why I occasionly "borrow" something from the shops when we dont catch any fish to trade. My family is poor.
I might seem hard headed. But when I am at home, i feel like a whole new person. When I am around my brother, Oliver, I try my best to maks my emotions, more for him then myself. Ollie is the only person I am sure I love, so i make sure he knows it. I act like a mom when I'm with him. That way he at least feels like he has a parent. I make sure he gets ready for school, and looks presentable when he leavs the house. I try my best to feed him, so people dont get suspicious to why he is so small.
I'm quite the person if you get to know me. I am not like most girls. And for someone who lives in a career district, I fear leaving my brother for the games. If it ever happens, I must have a plan for Oliver. I cant let him go to a childrens home and starve....
HISTORY
When I was born my mom said I was a fussy baby, and always needed something to make me feel complete. Little did she know that something was a thing that would never happen. The games to end. I have spent many hours up at night righting letters to Snow, pages and pages of what i think of his games. I never meant to send them, I wasn't stupid I knew what would happen if I did. I keep them in the back of my dresser in a locked box. Until now...
one year ago my parents died, or at leats i believe so. Our family migh have been poor, but we had something most people didn't have in our district, love. So when I came home one day and they weren't there, I knew something was up. When they never came back, I decided instead of them leaving us, they must have died, right? I have been taking care of my brother ever since.
I can't really take care of him when I can't even take care of myself, but I try. Although we take the chance of Peacekeepers coming to our house any day and asking where our parents our, and when we cant answe, taking us away. its a wonder we have lasted this long! I decided its better to stay away from them as long as i can. Now that he is eligible for the games, I fear I will lose the only thing that keeps me sane. This is the reason my box isnt hidden anymore, it sits on my desk, every night I look at it and think would today would be different if I sent the letters? My brothers my life, so if he dies, is life worth living?
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