Aidin Grasswood District 12
Aug 9, 2013 15:54:11 GMT -5
Post by kittyoemily on Aug 9, 2013 15:54:11 GMT -5
Name: Aidin Grasswood
Age: 17
Gender: Male
District/Area: District 12
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Age: 17
Gender: Male
District/Area: District 12
Appearance:
Some say my hair is like the night sky dark but beautiful. Cut short it impresses most. Although I am growing up in the seams of district 12 my smile is still hot and bright looking. The ladies like my strong arms although my stomach can use some work. My stomach is not really in shape instead you can tell that I am from the seam by the starving stomach look showing my ribs and bones.Personality:
My body lacks in weight due to not having too much food although the only spots you will notice the starving is my stomach /chest area and legs it is felt all the time. Although you will see my smile all the time my eyes glint with sadness. My arms are toned from working helping the stores unpack and pack up supplies which although does not pay much it helps me keep my mind off hunger so you will find me smiling especially while working. I always hold myself up.
The parts that I dislike the most about my body is the long bony legs that since running is not a part of my daily lives shows the hardships of not eating. Although my smile is great most cannot tell but I lost a tooth to the left side of one of my canine teeth. This is due to an hauling accident while picking up an package. A final part that most people do not like is how there is always particles underneath my fingernails and I would wash them off except it would take so much time to have to get them lodged back in the next day after school.
I am a very arrogant person holding myself up even when someone who is considered better is around. My arrogance can hurt peoples feelings ,and tends to discourage the ladies when they see my personality. I tend to admire myself which is a part of my arrogance. My arrogance helps me with coping a bit so I don't feel like people are always judging but it also makes more people judge.History:
I tend to try and hide my feelings not for the people around me feeling's but the thought of someone judging. Although I try my hardest to hide my feelings people who look beyond my good looks can see that I am hurting. I am almost caught in my own arrogance forever feeling hurt. My jokes allow me to make conversation up without showing any inside secrets. I always try to dodge subjects with smart A** comments if I don't feel uncomfortable with them.
What I lack in intelligence I make up with street smarts ,and a toned body. I am a person to never judge. Although I may not be considered "down to earth" I do care about some personality when picking my friends and liking someone. This limits the amount of people I hang out with but also makes me look cool.
Although I seem very cold and arrogant on the outside I am just another teen waiting for someone to figure me out. I can be very caring at times. Although I can be caring I never show it / hide it when I do the caring things.
My parents are perfect always loving and caring.My parents make enough to support our family although it will never be enough to keep us at a healthy weight it keeps us alive. At a young age I was known as the "Cute kid" although starving I kept a smile on. I was never particularly good at school but I trudged through it. Knowing that my parents needed more money at age 10 I offered to get a job.Codeword: oDair
This job was not a mining job of course too young to go in there, but somehow I was able to get little jobs of loading and unloading supplies in the shops. These loads became heavier and heavier as I got older. Being a seam child I was good looking at least better than most, but still not good enough for the one I liked. When ever I worked I would stop by at her house quick just to catch a quick glimpse before going home.
Knowing that I will never be able to be with her I have become more saddened. my parents were still nice and supporting but as the years went by they had to work more. Everything keeps weighing me down. When I turned 12 I felt the ever dragging distress of maybe going into the hunger games. I would never yell or scream if I was chosen but I would know that it would be the end of ever being with my parents again. This hurts me my parents are such good people they would never deserve that. Then there is the thought of my lover although she knows not about me I would be distressed with out seeing her every day.
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