Rose Aurora Ewing District 11

Name: Rose Aurora Ewing {Nickname: Rosie}
Age: 12
Gender: Female
District/Area: District 11
Appearance:

The first thing anyone ever notices about Rose are the big, sparkling, bright blue eyes set in her childish face that is framed by her long blond hair that holds a slight curl to it. She is somewhat short at only four feet and ten inches, but she doesn't mind at all. She is slim and only eighty-six pounds. All in all she is a small child but most say that she is pretty.

She likes to dress in tank-tops and shorts as well as T-shirts, but she does live in District Eleven where it is warm year-round and they grow foods. She tends to wear bright colors but she does where darker colors as well. A long jagged scar runs from sholder blade to sholder from when she sliped out of a tree and cut her back just before hitting the ground.

Personality:

Rose is just about the sweetest girl you will ever meet. She is kind, caring, and she doesn't care what you looked like or what distrtict you are from or if you are from the capitol or not. She will try to be your friend no matter what. She is rather naive and clueless at times and that often gets her into a lot of trouble.

She is very considerate of others' feeling most of the time and dislikes hurting anyone in anyway. So she doesn't want to ever throw a punch nor shout an insult at anyone. Obviously her worst nightmare is being picked to go into the Hunger Games beacuase she would be forced to kill.

She is a great friend to have around because she will stick up for you in anyway she possibly can. As well as helping you not just sticking up for you. So if you get hurt she will jump up and go out of her way to help you, even if she doesn't know you. She loves talking to others to make new friends and she is extremly loyal. If you become her friend she will never ever turn her back on you with only one exception, The Hunger Games. She will be foreced to kill friends if she ever goes in there and she knows it.

History:

Rose was born on a warm April morning to a rather normal Disrtict Eleven family. Her parents wworked at growing food just like every other person in the district and loved her unconditionlaly just like they did her older sister. She grew up like any other child in her district would she went to school adn once old enough helped in the fields and orchards during the harvests. At age ten her sister turned twelve and was old enough for the reaping. She cried the day she turned twelve and swore she would never watch her sister fight in those Games.

Rose proteasted her sister signing up for tesserae saying that they would make it though with out it but Rose wasn't listened to. She knew why. Food had been little for them. Enought to servive but still very little. At the reaping her sister wasn't chosen to go into the Games and Rose was relived as was her whole family. They went on with thier lives as normal watching the games at night going about on their day to day buissness for a year until the reaping. Again Rose's sister was not chosen to go into the Hunger Games. Once again they watched as children fought to the death beacause of the rebellion that was started and the Districts lost as they also went on with their lives.

During harvest that year Rose was in a tree harvesting some fruit and she leaned a bit to far reaching for a ripe apple and she fell out of the tree. She fell to the ground and got a deep gash from shoulder blade to shoulder blade. She hit the ground hard but ended up alright. The healers patched her up but dispite everything they did the gash turned into a scar. She never tried hiding it though. She wasn't afraid or ashamed of it at all.

The next year as the reaping drew near Rose started having nightmares about being sent into the Hunger Games seeing as she was twelve now herself. Her family comforted her nearly everynight and told her what she had told her sister when she had turned twelve. They wouldn't watch her fight in those Games. Rose smiled and hoped they were right, but she had signed on for tessarae as did her sister. They had needed all the food they could get. At the reaping she stood clinging to her sister in the box they stood him and waited to hear her name called. But her name never came and niether did her sisters. She didn't cry out in joy though. How could she? Some one else would go and fight to stay alive in there.

She watched and waited for another year to come and another chance to hope not to enter an arena with other children in hopes of making it back alive but also knowing those chances are slim to none.

Codeword: muttations
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Picture referfance: Me i reeally couldn't think of anyone that wasn't taken already so nope no picture use your imagination fro an adorible little blonde blue eyed girl ^.^