Pippin Arborlinn, District 11

It's not that I think myself as pretty. Really not, actually. The upper part of my face is rather large, compared to my forehead, and, let's face it, my chin is rather square. If I draw myself, I can't help but giving myself a very odd look. I mean, it's hard to try and get it on paper without making it look odd. My lips are thin, and if I smile, I have pretty clear dimples in my cheeks. That makes it even more hard to make anything out of my face, as they will quickly look like wrinkles whenever I try drawing them.

My skin is not that hard though. It's just pale, with a few light freckles in the summer. The easiest thing about me however, are my eyes. They are as grey as rain and they are, though small, one of the few things that seem to be in the right place, just like my eyebrows. They're not so hard as well. Altogether, it doesn't really matter. I don't draw myself often anyway.

Some people say I'm boring, some say I'm dreamy, but me myself consider me to just be a thinker. Often I find myself thinking about so many things, I just stop trying to keep up. That's, actually, why I often am alone. I draw whatever strikes my mind.

The place you can almost always find me, is the orchard. I simply love to sit there, drawing and thinking. I guess that will be my hobbies then. Drawing and thinking. Alone, most of the time. Sometimes, however, I like to observe people. Not in a way that it's considered to be staring, or stalking, but just observing, and leaving a comment sometimes when it's needed. Dry and unexpected, as people often like to describe it, though I just see it as a needed comment.

I also like to be around animals. They are just so different, and still the same, which is definately the reason why you can often find me drawing animals, and people together. That's also the main reason why I'd definately want a pet, I mean, I can both draw and be with him, though even he'd have to leave my alone sometimes. That's just how I am.

Furthermore, you must not think I am boring in a way some people consider me to be. I'm just not that much of a talker, but, however, I'm happy with what I get, I'm not one of those 'dreamworld' artists. Just as you often see my thinking, you can also often see me smile.

To give a summary of me, it's I am a thinker, a happy person, an observer, and someone who is often alone. I've also got a kind of love for animals, and, don't worry, also for people, though animals are the ones who come to me, most of the time, and not the people.

Well, since I'm just a normal boy from a low class district, I don't have much of a history to tell. There are just a few memorable moments really.

Do you know that feeling when you memorise something, and feel like it's your very first memory ever? Well, my first memory is a bad one. I remember how someone came, some big guy, some big bad guy. And I remember the pain in my stomach he left, the most horrible winter I, up till now, have ever experienced. Later I learned that the guy was the Peacekeeper that, indirectly, killed my sister. That's the one and only reason why I dislike Peacekeepers.

The other moment I remember very well was when I was only 11 and my mom seemed to be going through something terrible. I never knew what, though I remember very well how she just quit smiling. It affected me pretty well, since most of the drawings from that year are drawings from my mother, with a big, happy smile on her face.

The last bit of my history are the happy moments. Moments I played with my mom happily, moments I were out in the orchard. But also moments I have spent with my brothers and sisters. In the end, that's what it's all about, isn't it?

I just hope this is good enough;P