Elros Stormcrow D 7 (Finished)

Elros Stormcrow, that’s what people call me...... I look in the mirror and stare just so I too know what an Elros Stormcrow is. Apparently they are 5' 9” 157lbs, with a medium build. So that’s what they see? What about the Black hair that covers the top of my head cut short? Do they see that it is my namesake? Of the black feathers on a crow? Do they see how everyday it is groomed into a capital Fawk with their capital gel? Or do people see my deep brown eyes? The eyes that match the forest around us? The brown of the great oaks we cut on a daily basis? Do they see the eyelashes that rival that of females in length? Do they notice the smile always constant on my face? Or do they look past it to the chipped tooth under? What do people see when they look at Elros Stormcrow?

I see all the great details of my face in this mirror, But what I can’t see I feel. The Stiff left shoulder from my logging accident, where it was crushed and shattered..... Never to lift higher than 90 degrees. My good arm too. I see how the muscle on that arm has never been able to match that of my right. I also see the strength no one else sees. How years of hard labor have allowed me to lift weight exceeding 200 pounds over a course of a mile. How my hands labored with an axe since birth are skillful in all attributes of wood, from whittling, starting fires, and cutting it I am the master of trees. Only I can see the quick hands that can find a hold on any tree. Then I see my boots, my thick black pants and my thick black hoodie that almost never leaves my person.

This is what I see in the mirror and of all this other people see bits of. This is an Elros Stormcrow, beautiful by his and others standards giving him the much needed extra push in life to excel. While he has flaws he is perfect. No one else can be a more perfect Elros then himself, If only he had been born in a career district, he would have been set for life. It’s the Flaws that make us perfect, my shoulder and lack of muscle on that side create me. They are a part of me......... I love this mirror.

That guy, the one who walks into a room and everyone looks at with admiration. But none of them know him. That’s me Elros; I’m the boy who looks like I’ve got it all figured out in this hellhole of district 7. I smile as I wander the District. SMILING? What does this guy have to smile about that I don’t? That’s what they think. I smile because it’s that or give in to the frown others have held for so long it is plastered into their hopeless faces. I don’t want that to be me. So I smile.

I’m kinda an optimist when we fell a tree I see it as making room for a new one to grow. When my shoulder was crushed I was glad to have the other one. When I’m cold at night, I’m glad I at least have my hoodie or it could be worse. I don’t like to be sad or dwell in pity. I like suppressing it and putting on a winning smile. Act like you got it going on, and eventually you will. Right? I’m a born leader... that’s when I can find followers or anyone for that matter. I’m friendly...... to an extent, not going to let people walk over me but I’ll let them get away with more than they are used to in my presence that is if they ever are....

My flaw is I’m SHY yes the guy who shows sunshine on the outside is an ocean before a storm, I think I project so much happiness that people are afraid to approach me. Like oh this guy is too good for us. And not to lie I think that’s true. I’m a vain happy shy guy........ This makes it hard for me to make friends. While some people can join in a conversation with people they don’t know I watch and listen. Soon pushed out. I wait for people to approach me for friendship, but sometimes I wait too long........

Born and raised by momma and papa Stormcrow. I’ve had a good life.... kinda? I was raised to hold an axe and work hard. I learned to walk at an early age like everyone and soon talked after. I grew up in the schools that I still attend, silently but still an entity that no one could ignore. When I did talk everyone listened. I would always look up from my work with a smile and see at least 2 pairs of eyes dart away. I made friends, just people to talk to. They always were careful around me as if I was someone not to disappoint.

Besides school there is work. Cutting trees down, planting new ones, logging and the works. That’s how I earned my defective shoulder. Simply put I was happy looked up for a second and woke up 3 hours later in our infirmary with blood covering me. That’s how dangerous our work is... This has led to multiple cuts and scars over the years but no one really notices anymore. I work with my group sometimes offering advice to help us as a whole. And people tend to take it.

Besides the boring stuff I’ve led a pretty regular life of a kid in district 7, just a lonelier one. Which is why I wander the town streets just before dawn alone thinking to myself what the day holds. I like to get an early start to my day which is what I’m doing now.............

Ready for my grade
Anything i need to fix up tell me plz?