Re: Coal Minorette D12 {Done}

You look around you as you try to remember what you look like. Looking in a cracked and dirty mirror you see a boy who's roughly 17 years of age and has shaggy black hair hanging in his eyes. You like your hair because it hides your eyes which are a soft gray color and you feel insecure about them. If your working, you usually put your hair behind your ears so that you can see although your ears are slightly small. This annoys you quite a bit. Looking at you jaw, you see bits of stubble beginning to grow over your full lips because you haven't yet shaved them off, there's no time to. You're always busy with work, leaving hardly any time for personal maintenance.

As you walk around the room you notice that your arms are somewhat short and the fingernails on your fingers are caked in coal dust from working in the mines. You look down and notice, scaringly, that you can count all of your ribs easily. as for muscle, it lines your arms and legs, making you able to work long hours in the mines. Your back is also a bit hunched, making you appear a lot shorter than your 6" height.

When you see the garments on your body, you notice that they aren't exactly new. They've been handed down a lot and are now full of holes. Some of them are stitched with small pieces of fabric but mostly, they're just holes. You're pants are turning to threads now because you've worn them so often and your shoes should have been replaced long ago. That's just the way things are for you, you were born into the poorest district after all.

When it comes to your personality, you're pretty broken. Your spirit it small without much flame in it and you're afraid of a lot of things. You suffer from multiple personality disorder and amnesia, so you often forget things people just told you. You have 3 different sides to you, Broken, Angry, and Caring. You don't know you have multiple personalities because you're only conscious for one of them.

You have a rough history thats full of a lot of mistrust. As a child, your parents beat you because they were drunks and you were often hungry. To make matters worse, when you were 6 you started developing your other personalities which frightened your parents and made your mother commit suicide because she couldn't stand to look at you. Your father beat you whenever he was home because he hated you. Your life was miserable. You had few friends because they didn't know which personality you were at any given moment and they were afraid of you. As you grew older, your anger began raising its ugly head more often and every so often you would go completely berserk on anyone within range.

Before you turned six, your life was happy. You were a sweet child with many dreams for a better life than what you had in district 12. Your parents weren't drunks yet so they didn't beat you. It was only once your other personalities started to show that they started drinking to cope. On top of all that, you began developing amnesia which made you forget that you had other personalities and made you believe that you were still you and you couldn't understand why your parents were so afraid.

Where are you now? Alone in District 12, trapped inside this body that is only really yours 30% of the time and belongs to someone else the rest of the time. You have no friends, your father abandoned you, and your only sister wants nothing to do with you. Where can you go from here?