Mollie Staton ~ District 5

Mollie has long, stright brown hair that goes to her mid-stomache. Her eyes are light blue. She has light skin, and no freckles. She is around the same height as everyone else, and she is a little underweight.

Mollie has flat-feet, and pointy elbows. She finds the elbows severely annoying, as she's always bumping them on counters and whatnot. Mollie is weak, she needs help carrying nearly everything.

Mollie is usually found wearing a dark green shirt and some ruff pants. Her hair is always up, either in a bun or ponytail, and taking it down is annoying to her.

Mollie has very boney hands, but not really in a pointy way. When she wiggles her fingers, the bones on top are seeable.

Mollie is quiet, she doesn't like talking unless there is a need. She hesitates a lot, and it doesn't take much to make her leave the room. She is sensitive around bad words, so don't expect her to stay and listen to you yell about the capitol. Even if she does agree.

Mollie is smart, she can solve nearly any math problem, and is a whiz at science. She also has a very big imagination, and likes painting and writing stories. Most are short stories, but occasionally she'll sit down and take the time to write a longer one. They usually involve happy children.

Mollie, on occasions, will get very mad, and her voice will come out so angry and quick it could be a bark. She can make her voice very loud when she wants to be heard, but not often does she do that. It is like snapping a stick, it only lasts for a split second, then is in two pieces, unable to put itself back together. She, on the other hand, just sits and waits for the feelings of anger to pass so she doesn't have to yell any more.

Mollie loves spaghetti, and every now and then can make some. Better yet, sometimes she can buy some if she saves her money long enough. She likes cooking, but hardly ever finds time to make something really good.

Mollie doesn't like mean words, and she especially hates mean people. Her speech is completely free of curse words, but that doesn't mean she can't say she hates someone.

Mollie was the only child of her parents, and oh how they loved her. They were poor, but they tried to raise her the best they could. Giving her their food, and lending her their blankets when she was cold.

When Mollie was 7, she walked into her house after school finding her mom dead. She had been screaming, and yelling, when the neighbors rushed over to see what was the matter. Apparently, her mother was selfish and ready to give up on life. This turned a talkative, bubbly Mollie into a shy, quiet Mollie.

She never truly got over the trauma of her mother commiting suicide, but her father did grow closer to her. He worked hard to spend more time with her, but only ended up having to abandon her. He grew insane from giving up everything for her, and decided to take from her. He walked her to the square and abandoned her at 9 years old.

Mollie was confused, upset, and angry. Since she didn't often go places alone she had no idea where to find her house. Since she had been so quiet, no one could take her there, for no one knew her well. Mollie nearly died at least twice, struggling to keep her sanity at being abandoned.

Once, on a particularly bad day, she ran into some old family friends. They found her, more like it, and took her in. She begged them to take her in, but they instead took her to the community home. She then had another group of people to resent.

While in the community home, Mollie fifell even quieter. She didn't want to do anything, she didn't want anything. It seemed she acted as though she didn't even need anything.

When Molly was 18, she had to leave. She just walked out, with nothing but her clothes. She was given a small house to live in, and spent her days inside. She never tried for a job, she just sat in a chair.

The winter of when she was 19, she got up. She walked out the door and got a job monitering the oil as it came out of the ground, making sure nothing came up that wasn't supposed to.

Mollie goes on with life the right way now, well, tries to anyway. She still occasionally goes back to sitting in her chair, and she still isn't very talkative, but she definently tries.