Katsu Reiko D10

Well, theres really not a whole lot to me. Then again, I am pretty different than most guys here, but only because I know how things are, I know that any day could be your last. Yet, everyone else seems to live as if they have a life time. Anyway, I'm pretty tall, 5'11". I'm actually taller than both my parents, yet neither know why. Honestly, I think my mother had an affair with one of the neighbors, but who knows. I don't look like my father, but I do look like my mom for the most part. I have dark brown hair which will fade to a lighter brown in the summer. I'm pretty muscular, not like a tank, but slim and strong. I think it comes from working at our farm.

We do eat a little better than some families, being that on our farm we have a lot of cattle, both for meat and dairy. Even so, I don't put on a lot of weight, not even in the winter. I'm usually about 120lbs. I remember last year I lost so much weight, putting me down to around 90lbs because some peacekeepers came and took all our cattle. Said it was for the capital. Didn't bother to leave us one. Thankfully we had some pigs out back that helped keep us alive that winter, since they couldn't catch them. They wanted the animals alive so the meat didnt rot.

So, usually my hair is around the base of my neck in length, but sometimes i let it grow out to almost my shoulders. I'm pretty tan since most of the summer I go without a shirt on. I have brown eyes, but I think the shade changes just like my hair does. Maybe I'm crazy, but I still think they change shades. I also like to wear darker colored clothes. It seems to suit my moods most of the time.

For the most part I stick to myself. I dont really like people. We have an older horse who I get to ride during the off seasons. Hes pretty neat and we have a nice relationship. Hes the only one I really talk to since I have no friends and no siblings. I don't think that makes me bitter though. What makes me bitter and cold is the fact my parents act like I am a slave and good for nothing else. All i do is work day and night, taking care of the livestock. Its not always fun work, but it keeps me busy and makes my days go by.

So, I'm not a people person. I actually don't like people a lot being that all they want to do is either to talk you or about you. As for girls, well, all they want to do is try and change me and show me the error of my ways. Yeah right, whatever. I'm better off alone. Not like i want kids, they will just end up in the games with my luck, unless I do. Which I wont die. I mean comeon, I'm Hero. I know no one would be able to kill me, I'm just too good.

Ok, so I am a little arrogant, but i have my reasons why. I'm not shy though, I just don't like to talk much. I havent found a good enough reason to really talk to a person, and do so more than once or twice. People just don't give me a reason they are worthy enough to talk to me, to get any of my attention. Hence why I have no friends. The people here just are too dull. I actually wouldn't mind being a tribute for the games. Not like my family would care if i left. Oh wait, they would be sad to lose their slave and have to do all the work themselves. That I would actually love to see, them doing the work. Ha! Too funny, not that it would ever happen. They would just get an orphan and say they'll give him/her a home if they worked.

Though, there is one thing i don't tell anyone. I actually enjoy watching the games. I want to be in them someday and if I'm not, its no big deal. I just think i could win it. I enjoy cutting the cattle up and killing them. I think i enjoy it because I like to imagine they are my father and I'm slitting his throat or stabbing him. Sometimes I wish i would have been born in another district so i could have been a career, but if I never get chosen (I will not volunteer) I will get my own farm some day. I'm also bi-polar and I hear a voice inside my head. I never named him, but hes always there, making little comments at me. Sometimes though, his anger seeps out into me and it shows.

So, I have been told ever since i was old enough to talk that I wasn't wanted. That I brought on harder times for the family. Guess who said all of this? Thats right, my father. I love how I look nothing like him, and i think that's why I am treated the way i am. I don't care though. In two years I am leaving and he will never be part of my life again. Though, i wouldnt doubt if he says I owe them for the life they gave me. Yeah right.

To tell you the truth, I am an angry person. I hate my family, i hate everything except my horse. I'm angry because of how I have been treated my whole life. Like i meant nothing to either of them. Even my mother wont stick up for me for fear her husband would kick her out. She could care less about me. And yes, I am arrogant, but thats because I know I look good. I've had my own little 'fan' club since i was four years old.

As i grew older, I learned i could get the girls to do things for me. I never really used this power though, as I just didn't care to have them following me around asking if there was anything i wanted or needed. I did have a few girls do my chores once so i could go riding. I think i was about ten then. After that though, I decided its more annoying to have someone do the work for me when I do it so much better. Besides, had my 'father' found out i probably would have been whipped. Yup, thats another great thing i have had to endure since i was six years old. If i did anything wrong, i was whipped. The number is always my age. At least once a year I get whipped. This year though, I wouldnt allow it. When he tried, I stood up to my full height and stared at him, daring him. He tried, and I grabbed it from him and threw it aside. I couldnt hit someone who cowered as soon as he realized he couldnt push me around anymore. Hes weak.

On a plus note, working on a cattle farm is great work. I get to work on my cutting skills, knots, and so much more. Not that anyone notices these little things, because they are part of my work. I have been doing all the work on this farm since i was six, besides the killing and cutting. I didnt start the killing and cutting until i was about nine or ten. I did the feeding, cleaning and other things before then. So pretty much my life is boring. Not a lot happens anymore, except last year when the peacekeepers came and took all our cattle and said they were for the capital. Which sucked since we almost died had we not had pigs in the back. I just can't wait until I'm 18 and I can start my own farm and get away from these people. Only two more reapings to go.