Brit Paradise - Wanderer [wip]

At first glance, you might see an average height girl with brown hair and a slim build. Then, if you take another look, closer this time, you would see hair in which has many different layer of brown and a right arm covered in red patches - her birth marks. Upon another inspection you would see the hazel-brown eyes that belong to the disgruntled looking girl in front of you. In none of these inspections would your eyes register the dark pink of her soft lips or her small feet. It would take time to get to know even the appearance of this girl.

Even if you became best friends with Brit, you would never notice that her hair was brushed in a precise way as if to hide something. You might never even consider that this something is a large pink spot that grows no hair right behind her ear. If she showed it to you, you might think that this is a birthmark or something else genetically wrong. It's not. The truth behind the large pink spot behind her ear will never be known to anyone but her dead parents and herself. If you asked she would say -or yell-, "Don't talk about it!"

On the outside, she may seem like your average sweetie-gone-rouge. A little deeper, she may seem like a child who grew up to fast. When you look into Brit a little too deep, it may be too much for you to handle. All those emotions flooding her heart. Her conflicting personalities hurting her mind. It would be too much for the bravest and strongest person in the world to handle.

After all she has been through, Brit has stayed strong. Well, maybe not that strong. Her heart battles with strong emotions from the past and the present. In the past, she has had nothing but pain, loss, regret, and disappointment. Everything has stayed with her. Now, she has plenty more emotions to battle with including: love, death, and a strong hunger to get what she wants. Inside her, the war is raging on.

Is it enough to live every day to the fullest?

[/i] she thinks to herself sometimes. Sometimes, the answer is yes. Most of the time the answer is no. Is life just a game, preparing you to die?[/i] To Brit, the answer is always yes. It doesn't matter what you do. In the end, you always lose. What is there left of you after you die? The answer...nothing.[/color][/size][/blockquote][/blockquote]

It was a misty summer morning when Brit's mother went into labor in the poor part of District 11. Although it should have been quick, Brit's mother was in labor for two days and died just as Brit herself came out. The only thing Brit ever had of her mother's is the strange red brithmarks that spiral up her arm in blotches. It is not a welcome gift.