Roselyn Haybull, District 7

Roselyn is a typical District 7 resident. She has brown hair and blue eyes. This is a combination that would look ridiculously unreal on any other person. But on Roselyn it fits perfectly. Like the rose she was named after, Roselyn stands out in a beautiful and eye-catching way. Her eyes and hair are like the petals on a rose. Her legs and lower body are like the long stemming from which the flower blooms. Her eyes change with the seasons. They get darker and fiercer in the winter. They get sweeter in the summer. They get this beautiful shade of a purplish blue in the fall. And they get greenish blue in the spring. Often her hair is blended in a brown-blonde color like a red-yellow rose. She looks strong and invincible from the outside, but the inside has a much different view.

She is rather tall for her age and doesn't have much of a figure. Some might call her appearance board-like. But it helps her eyes stand out even more. They are not a bright blue, but a dark and mysterious navy, like the ocean on the Atlantic Coast. They also have a greenish tint to them. Her hair is straight and comes down past her shoulders. She usually keeps it in an uptight ponytail. Her same look every day is another way she hides all her emotions from the world. Roselyn has tan skin that looks like the sun itself during sunset. She has no sign of any contact with the sun. She looks unbreakable and fierce. She likes to blend in though. The only way you'd be able to spot her are by her unnaturally huge lips. They are red and puffy and usually chapped. Her lips are her one flaw. She resembles nature in many ways, maybe that’s why she’s named after its most beautiful asset.

Roselyn has a hostile personality. She has no showable feelings for anything. She is bland, boring, and not the type to attempt conversation with. She will just blankly stare right into your heart and rip it from your chest with her dark and mysterious eyes. She is very much like a lioness, she is conniving, tricky, sneaky, fierce, and appears unapproachable. Her personality is unusual and contained by the restrictions her abusive father thrusts upon her with heavy blows. She keeps completely to herself and shares none of her feelings or personal thoughts with anyone. She is dreary and unforgivable.

Her father ripped the happiness and friendliness right out of her. She does not speak to anyone, most have not even heard her voice. She does not trust people. She always has something pulling on her telling her to leave District 7. She wants a place solitude and quiet. But she can’t come up with more than three reasons to try; her father might actually kill her if she did. Her solitude is a lonely existence, but it’s hers. This is her stupid and dreary, cloudy, and lonely existence that could disappear without warning and not mean anything. Or so she thinks, or has been brought up to think.

Roselyn is sort of a loner. She doesn’t have any real friends. She only has people who talk to her because they feel bad for her, but they have no idea what to feel sorry for. They think it’s because she’d deaf or can’t talk. She would do the same to someone in her lonely state, if she was that type, she’ll never know anyway. She doesn’t have sympathy for most, because nothing gets worse than her life, but she can’t complain. She can’t talk to her father without a beating involved. She’s had too many of those. Though, if she did have sympathy for anyone, it would be herself. Still, she ignores almost everyone who speaks to her. Except her father, or the persistent ones. Which don’t come around often.

Roselyn often considers herself an animal. Her father beats her around and always tells what to do. She gets no choice in her life. Her mother died when she was 4, and her father has been abusive ever since. He often blames Roselyn for her mother’s death. Her father always told her that her mother died trying to rescue Roselyn from a high up tree. She plummeted to the ground and died in an instant. So, that’s what Roselyn believes. But her father knows Roselyn had nothing to do with her mother’s death. This regret and guilt boils in Roselyn’s stomach every time her father gets the whip from the closet.

Roselyn’s father, Fernan, is a lazy, lying, and beast of a man. He was planning Roselyn’s “accidental” death when he figured out he could use her for much more. He sent her to work at every job he saw anywhere. Roselyn has worked in factories, mills, the forests, and many, many local shops. Often her jobs overlapped each other, and she was harshly punished by Fernan any time she left one job early to get to the next one on time, or if she stayed at her job until quitting time and was late for the next one. She only gets three hours of sleep and 4 energy drinks a day.

Roselyn’s life is just messed up and has been since her mother died. On top of all the working she did, her father forced her to keep up with the house, and laundry, and him. He gorges himself in drink and when he returns sober, he beats Roselyn if she hasn’t bathed him yet. He also chooses her boyfriends and relationships with other people. Anyone who Fernan sets Roselyn up with pays him. Usually their pleasure is to make someone else jealous or feel intimacy for the first time. Roselyn would choose this over back-breaking work, but she does not like it at all. As for the reapings, her father enters her name as old she is. So, now, she’s sixteen so this coming reaping her name will be entered 16 times. If she was to, in fact, get into the games she doesn’t know what she would do. If she won, maybe she could pay her way out of her father’s hands. If she died, it’s better soon than never. That’s just more years out of her father’s strong and painful grasp.