Carol Wellington ~ District 4 [FINISHED]

Name: Carol Wellington
Age: 14
Gender: Female
District/Area: District 4
Appearance:

Carol has long blonde hair that reaches just past her shoulders. She often curls it but sometimes leaves it straight. Carol has a light brown for her eyes, perfect to fit her hair. She has no freckles. Well almost no freckles. She has a rather frail body. Even though she is rather good at running and especially swimming.

As for her clothes. Carol usually likes to wear a dress. Weather it is a brown. almost bagish style to it or is a nice bright dress. But even if she wanted to, she could not wear the nice dresses except for special occasions. When she goes swimming she likes to throw on something comfortable, yet lets her swim with ease. Carol likes to usually wear flat brown or black shoes, they are simple and easy to slip on.

Personality:

Carol has never really, how do you put it... fit in? She certainly never wanted to be friends with most people in the first place. None of them really, got her. Carol is very sweet and kind. But when she needs to be. she can be very... uh... strong hearted? In her free time she likes to go swimming, like everyone else in District four.

But unlike everyone else in District four. She HATES fishing. She finds it to be very boring. Besides swimming she has another hobby. Carol likes to paint. She usually makes paint our of the natural things around the district. Her parents have enough for paint. But she does not want them to waste money when you can make it for free.

History:

Carol was born as any other baby in District four. She also grew up the same too. She loved her parents especially her dad. She used to go out to the edge of the district, where few dare to go. And make paint out of the natural elements. Berries, grass, leaves, etc. Then they used to go home and paint on regular fabric. Her dad of course always did better, but she always thought she did better. They had a sort of... competition? But not a serious one. It was like any old father child competition.

On Carol's fifth birthday. Her father died. He died while he was fishing, there was a storm. The ship could not hold out. The entire time he thought about Carol and her mother, but it did not help. Carol's father was the world to her. It was devastating to her.
Of course it was horrible for her mother as well. But it was different. Carol was just a small child, she was not used to losing someone she loves. Unlike her mother who had lost a sibling and many friends in her younger years.

Carol began to become... distant from her mother. They talked less and less. Neither of them liked it but neither of them made a move to try to change it. Her mother occasionally tried to make a small effort. But in the end it never worked. Carol began to paint more and more. That was her life, besides school. Which she HATED along with fishing. Nobody there got her. Painting was her day and night passion. She became better and better every day.

Codeword: ODAIR
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