Stacie Malvoney District 12

What do I look like? I only can tell you that I'm a skinny girl with auburn red hair that has natural highlights. My hair is kind of long, it goes past my shoulders and ends at the middle of my back. My brown eyes are a little round and even apart.

I have a slight build for my body even for being skinny which makes me about 5'3 and weigh about 110 pounds. My skin is a normal light tan color with slight scars on my arms due to family beatings and fights at school.

I'm tend to be found just wearing a black t-shirt with sleeves that are torn and stains on the front due to me eating fast whenever I can get food. My blue jeans are dirty and torn as well with a big tear around both knees and sometimes I do put my hair up into a ponytail with just a piece of black string that I keep in my jean's right back pocket. Course just like my clothes, my tennis shoes are torn on the bottom as well. They are mostly black and white, but you can't tell the white anymore, it's more of a black and black due to coal powder.

Most people wouldn't know me, due to the fact that I tend to stick to myself and not bother with anyone. Yeah you can say that I'm a loner which I like, but there are times when I like to be with others, but those times are rarely found and with little time being with others.

I do love to draw which I'm pretty good at. Well with just landscapes right now. I'm just starting to do people's profiles, but still isn't my standard just yet. I've started drawing when I was only 7 years old and some people liked them so much that they started to buy it from me. So now I just trade my drawings for food with some people in the hob. All my drawings are kept in a small notepad that I keep in my back left rear pocket of my jeans.

I suppose my greatest flaw is being in crowds. Being a loner I hate having to talk to other people, which leads to me having no friends. I may have few friends, but we never really talk. I tend to not want to be inside alot, because it makes me feel claustrophobic, I love being in the outdoors with the fresh air and seeing the trees in the distance.

I wouldn't know alot of my history due to the fact that my mom died, when I was only five years old. She was giving birth to my little brother who was stillborn. Which broke dad's heart into tiny little pieces. He took to drinking every single day and stopped going to work. I eventually had to quickly pull through my grief and start to take care of myself.

After a year later, my dad finally came out of his grief and started to get worse. He still didn't go back to work, but everytime he saw me he started to hit me and kick me, and basically beat me up. At the age of seven, I decided for myself that I couldn't stand it at home anymore, so after school I just hang out in the Hob or the Square until dad went to sleep and snuck inside to sleep. Soon after turning seven I've started to take pieces of paper from school and started to draw trees and rocks at first and then moved onto adding sky, moon, sun, and other landscapes especially lakes and rivers.

When I was only seven and half years old, my dad decided to go back to work and at the first day of work, he ignored the canary which stopped singing and died in the mine. The mayor came and got me after school and told me what happened. I didn't even show that I cared about my dad, which concerned the mayor.

Course then the mayor told me that I was going to live with me, but now I'm living in the foster home which I hate and don't go there anymore after school. Well I'll still go there at night only to sleep, but other than that I'm running around District 12 drawing and finding food for myself.