Derrick Sherer D7

Derrick is average height for his age, 5’2. Weighting in at a light 95 pounds. He is not very heavy so this allows him to move faster and squeeze through small areas. His arms are muscled, but not as muscled as other boys, from wielding an axe for years. He has beautiful green eyes like the huge trees that stand in District 7. He is pale but gets tanned very easily.

When he smiles people instantly cheer up from his goofy grin. The laugh marks are very visible whenever you look at him. His face is usually bright red and slightly bruised from all the hitting that he had obtained from his father.
Derrick’s hair is messy and never seems to stay down; it is chopped so that you can see his ears. His bangs are slightly curly as well as the hair on the side of his head.

Sometimes there is small pine needle tucked in his hair that his mother has to take out. For clothes he wears wool boots and long loose brown pants. His chest is covered in tight shirt that has various stains on it. He does not really care for the reaping but his mom makes him put on a white shirt with loose black pants. But she does allow him to wear his wool shoes there.

Derikk Sherer is an optimist. He always has good positive thinking and always thinks on the bright side. If the situation seems bad he will be always positive. He will point out the good things of something even if it is very bad. Lots of times he talks with his friends, sitting down beside them and talking and giving them great advice.

The more you get to know Derikk the more you seem to like him. He is social which matches great with his optimisation. It makes him one of the gladder people in the district. Some people even think that he is sometimes too positive, but he can get very negative of times when he is confronted with his fears. Both of his fears makes him who he is.

He has two terrible fears that have been with him since he was young. One of them is Atychiphobia, the fear of failure. He hates to fail and if he does fail he will get very emotional. Even at the smallest of failures, he needs lots of comfort to get over it. Since he has so many friends, the progress will go quicker but he still needs lots of comfort. His other fear is Memphian, the fear of memories. From all the years of his father beating and yelling he had become afraid of his memories and would do anything to not remember them.

Derrick was born into a stable but poor home run by his horrible father and quiet mother. He had no brother or sisters so he comforted himself by going out and making lots of friends to fill in the hole in his heart only a good family could make. His father worked by cutting trees like all of the men did in the district but put it onto his son to do most of the work while he sat down and yelled obscene words.

As Derrick grew older his dad would yell ruder and ruder things, hoping he would understand how much of a failure he was a son. Because all the others boys were bigger and stronger than his miserable son. His mother pretended not to hear it and blamed it on the booze, but she was the one getting it for him. Derrick knew that she would not get hit as much as he did if she bought the booze. She was a coward and Derrick knew it.

He would run away from home after work and refuse to go back home until a peacekeeper took him home. Derrick wanted to tell the peacekeeper about his father but who would believe a poor young boy?

On the morning of his first reaping Derricks dad commented the whole morning about how Derrick should volunteer because then he would actually gain some respect for his family. He gathered in the square like the rest of the boys and watched as a boy was reaped and took to the train. Derrick did think of volunteering but was way too scared too. The hunger games would be better then what I get at home, he thought as he walked home while his dad glared needles into his back.

The moment they got home his dad went into an outrage and started to smack Derrick as hard as he could. Why did you not volunteer you horrible boy!? He screamed as the smacks got harder. Derrick tried not to cry but tears flew down his face. He cried because of the pain but mostly because his mother just sat and watched as his dad smacked him. This happened for all the years he had been in the reaping, every year he learnt how to not make it hurt so much.

One day he met a group of people that seemed to be like him. And that is where Derricks real story begins.

This is for the phobia plot