Curtis Clancy -- District 6

Being an average height of 6'2 and weighing an even 216 lbs, Curtis Clancy can be described as a beautiful being. Tall, thin, and light skinned, with soft palms, brown eyes that shine in the light with matching light brown hair. His shoe is a 10.5 in men's size. From looking at him, you can see a fit, 17 year old boy. His ears, medium sized and sort of pointy. People say his eyes are sort of, cold and mysterious. He has well rounded jaws, and a sort of wide chin.

Most people, say he is gorgeous. beautiful, magnificent. But like most people, Curtis has his fare share of scars, which of course will be mentioned in his history, and can explain some of his personality. Curtis also has a scar that someone would notice if he was presented with his shirt off. The scar is a burn mark, on his back, about as big as a quarter. This was from a time when he was acting up and his dad punished him a little bit more than he should have. But with his shirt on, its unnoticeable.

On top of his "top notch" appearance, Curtis has a set of straight, white teeth, shiny and taken care of. Sometimes, he will let stubble grow, giving him some what of a rough looking appearance. If you were to try and find him in a crowd, he wouldn't blend too easily, he stands out because of his lonely look, that always resides on his face.

Curtis, on average, always has a smile, showing his white teeth. He hides his pain with a smile. From his childhood experiences, he is afraid to show his true feelings. He is obedient, always respective of those who are more powerful, or older and wiser, such as elders, or adults. Inside Curtis's "beautiful" body, there is anguish, and fear, of him or his mother being abused again. He can take a beating, if given to him, from the times his father has pushed him around or from the times he tried to defend his mother.

Curtis is fast, intelligent, and has wits. He knows what to do in order to survive. He could survive. His friends taught him. When they used to go play in the woods. They taught him how to make a fire, spot out deadly plants, and even taught him how to make a bed in a tree given the right equipment. He could make snares, and skin an animal, even though it disgusted him very much. He can move silently throughout the foliage of forests.

Yet, despite the fact that he could survive if needed, Curtis has no idea on how to fight. None what so ever. He hasn't ever fought someone, and killing animals is different. A person is tall, some powerful, some fast and agile. Hitting a person coming at you with a bow would take some good work. If put into the cruel games, he would have to actually practice his skills first, and killing a human wouldn't be easily, mentally and physically. It would take some risks.

Another few flaws that can be pointed out, Curtis keeps to himself too much. Often not addressing problems that bother him, or at random times some memories of his beatings will play in his mind and he'll have somewhat of an anxiety attack. Making him vulnerable. At night, sleep, usually is a rare event, or if he gets any, then he will wake up periodically through the night, sweaty, and afraid.

From Curtis's first breaths, his father has been a total deadbeat. Not giving him any advice, constantly ignoring him, and beating him and his mother badly. Often leaving bruises and marks. When Curtis was little, he would watch his mother and father argue, often thinking of it as his fault. He would see his mother get beaten, bloodied, and bruised. His mother truly cared for him unlike his father, she was basically a father to Curtis. Ever since Curtis could remember, there was a growing pain and anguish in his chest, he felt powerless. He wouldn't tell anyone, for fear of getting taken away and being put into a shelter.

When Curtis was getting older, he would start to get beaten by his father. Often going to school with bruises on his stomach or arms. Hidden beneath his clothes, invisible to the world. Curtis has always liked the idea of being a survivalist. His friends would take him to the woods and help him learn how to hunt, make snares, skin animals, and also how to make makeshift weapons out of sticks and stones.

When he's older, considering hes not dead from the games, he wants to be a teacher, having his own classes about survival. He wants to be able to teach kids what his father could not, providing kids with some what of a father figure. Under his beauty, or perfection, there are scars that cannot be unhealed, that are forged into his skin. These will haunt him for the rest of his life, already providing him with vivid, detailed nightmares, re living the beatings he took and still takes.