Astrid Shaw, District 2
Jul 18, 2011 9:44:35 GMT -5
Post by ali on Jul 18, 2011 9:44:35 GMT -5
She saw the future, she heard voices from inside
The kind of voices she would soon learn to deny
Because at home they got her smacked
The kind of voices she would soon learn to deny
Because at home they got her smacked
History
My name is Astrid Shaw, I was born 16 years ago to my parents; Beatrix and Valentine Shaw, both rich and wealthy citizens of District 2. They thought they had got their perfect daughter, after years of trying for a child; but they couldn't be more wrong. It started at a very young age. I remember watching the Hunger Games, waking up one night and seeing a dead tribute. No one would believe me, my parents said it was just a dream.
Years later I started school, the sightings continued. Not only at night but during the day also. I began to become more and more paranoid. Yet people wouldn't listen. I began talking to myself, to insure that I was comforted. It worked, until stress broke me. I lashed out at one of the girls in my class, breaking her arm. It was only then when my parents took me to see one of the best Doctors in the District. He soon diagnosed me with Schizophrenia. A disease that made me hallucinate voices and 'dead' people. I went from the perfect daughter, to the unwanted child.
After that, I was kept at home locked away from the outside world to avoid embarrassment. It didn't stop me seeing dead people. I watched 8 years of the world pass by from my bedroom window. I was only ever allowed out on the Reaping but other than that I am not supposed to leave my room; but I do. Mainly at night, I will sneak out onto my ledge of the south facing window and drop onto the neighboring house's roof. From there I climb down the escape ladder before wandering round District 2, after dark.
Appearence
I have golden blonde hair, which slopes down my back curling slightly as it reaches the end. My skin is an Olive tone and is generally clear of spots and blemishes. My eyes are pure crystalline blue. Most of the voices tell me that they are beautiful, the most beautiful they have ever seen. My eyebrows are trimmed nicely above my 'beautiful' eyes; giving my face a sense of frame and structure. My nose's bridge is quite thin and my nose its self is quite small as well as my lips.
I am quite thin, yet I have a lean posture since I began training for the Games. My shoulders are quite broad but I still have that hour glass figure. I am 5 foot 7 inches, which in my opinion is quite tall for a lady. I have thin nimble fingers and wrists, I am told I look like a china doll who'd break at any second. Despite I am otherwise in good condition, my finger nails are jagged and short from constant biting when I am stressed.
Personality
I do have a personality, just not a lot of it. I can be happy when I want to be, but that isn't very often. Due to the lack of visible personality, I have no friends. Quite literally. No one ever talks to me, because I am a 'freak'..due to my mental disorder.
I like the rain. It rarely happens here in District 2, but when it does I like to watch it. It calms me, keeps me from turning into the crazy woman I am. I am told by my parents I should stop living in a fairy tale world of day dreaming, which is a place I like spending on many afternoons when life becomes to hard.
I don't talk to people. People don't talk to me. I talk to the voices, they are very nice almost all the time. I can feel depressed a lot, and I cry about it too. I can't help it, something about our world scares me and causes me to be the way I am. I see things others don't and I can lash out if I become stressed over the things I see. I keep myself sane by talking to the people inside my head... It is the only thing that has stopped me jumping.
If I did talk to people, not the people inside my head that is, they would find that I am actually a very nice person. I am very friendly and talkative, as the very few people who know me should know. My friends, the ones inside my head, tell me I am very kind. They also tell me I am very peaceful person, most of the time. I very rarely shout or scream or kill anyone...unless of course the voices tell me to...
I am referred as the 'freak' because when I was younger, I used to claim I saw dead people. People who had died, people who I didn't even know. It was only later when my parents took concern in this fact, where I was diagnosed with Schizophrenia. Ever since I have been a social out outcast, but I don't mind. I have the voices inside my head to keep me company....
Codeword: Odair
[/font][/justify]My name is Astrid Shaw, I was born 16 years ago to my parents; Beatrix and Valentine Shaw, both rich and wealthy citizens of District 2. They thought they had got their perfect daughter, after years of trying for a child; but they couldn't be more wrong. It started at a very young age. I remember watching the Hunger Games, waking up one night and seeing a dead tribute. No one would believe me, my parents said it was just a dream.
Years later I started school, the sightings continued. Not only at night but during the day also. I began to become more and more paranoid. Yet people wouldn't listen. I began talking to myself, to insure that I was comforted. It worked, until stress broke me. I lashed out at one of the girls in my class, breaking her arm. It was only then when my parents took me to see one of the best Doctors in the District. He soon diagnosed me with Schizophrenia. A disease that made me hallucinate voices and 'dead' people. I went from the perfect daughter, to the unwanted child.
After that, I was kept at home locked away from the outside world to avoid embarrassment. It didn't stop me seeing dead people. I watched 8 years of the world pass by from my bedroom window. I was only ever allowed out on the Reaping but other than that I am not supposed to leave my room; but I do. Mainly at night, I will sneak out onto my ledge of the south facing window and drop onto the neighboring house's roof. From there I climb down the escape ladder before wandering round District 2, after dark.
Appearence
I have golden blonde hair, which slopes down my back curling slightly as it reaches the end. My skin is an Olive tone and is generally clear of spots and blemishes. My eyes are pure crystalline blue. Most of the voices tell me that they are beautiful, the most beautiful they have ever seen. My eyebrows are trimmed nicely above my 'beautiful' eyes; giving my face a sense of frame and structure. My nose's bridge is quite thin and my nose its self is quite small as well as my lips.
I am quite thin, yet I have a lean posture since I began training for the Games. My shoulders are quite broad but I still have that hour glass figure. I am 5 foot 7 inches, which in my opinion is quite tall for a lady. I have thin nimble fingers and wrists, I am told I look like a china doll who'd break at any second. Despite I am otherwise in good condition, my finger nails are jagged and short from constant biting when I am stressed.
Personality
I do have a personality, just not a lot of it. I can be happy when I want to be, but that isn't very often. Due to the lack of visible personality, I have no friends. Quite literally. No one ever talks to me, because I am a 'freak'..due to my mental disorder.
I like the rain. It rarely happens here in District 2, but when it does I like to watch it. It calms me, keeps me from turning into the crazy woman I am. I am told by my parents I should stop living in a fairy tale world of day dreaming, which is a place I like spending on many afternoons when life becomes to hard.
I don't talk to people. People don't talk to me. I talk to the voices, they are very nice almost all the time. I can feel depressed a lot, and I cry about it too. I can't help it, something about our world scares me and causes me to be the way I am. I see things others don't and I can lash out if I become stressed over the things I see. I keep myself sane by talking to the people inside my head... It is the only thing that has stopped me jumping.
If I did talk to people, not the people inside my head that is, they would find that I am actually a very nice person. I am very friendly and talkative, as the very few people who know me should know. My friends, the ones inside my head, tell me I am very kind. They also tell me I am very peaceful person, most of the time. I very rarely shout or scream or kill anyone...unless of course the voices tell me to...
I am referred as the 'freak' because when I was younger, I used to claim I saw dead people. People who had died, people who I didn't even know. It was only later when my parents took concern in this fact, where I was diagnosed with Schizophrenia. Ever since I have been a social out outcast, but I don't mind. I have the voices inside my head to keep me company....
Codeword: Odair
