Juneberry Leaves District 2

My name is Juneberry Leaves. My hair is a luscious shade of dark brown. I am thin and taut but full of muscle. My legs and body help me be swift and agile. My eyes are a beautiful shade of hazelnut brown. A problem is that I am very lonely because I can be quite scary so not many approach me. I have a type of terrifying beauty.

If you see me in the career center in District 2 you would be amazed. I can throw knives, shoot bows, throw axes, but sadly I am not very good at tying knots. I can also swim great and run fast. If you see me after training time I most likely would be at a tree or something throwing some knives I nicked. I may also be home with my adorable little brother, sister, and beautiful mom.

Personality:

I am fast and speedy. I am agile and swift. Though I may not be charismatic my physical ability overrules that I believe. People call me self-con-since and scary. I may not be scared of much except my family getting hurt. I would do anything to help them. Even join career training.

I like to hurt others though because to me it is fun. I would love to avenge the death of my father. He died while arguing with my older brother who is a peacemaker for District 5 in a brutal fight which ended with peacemakers having to shoot my father. I am bitter and sorrowful for the death of him so I like to get it out by hurting others.

I used to work with other careers who are now dead. Who died in the games. I am bitter for them because they became my only friends. I am scared of all mutts as well because one of my friends died by them. I now see no point in friends since no one else besides my family is remotely nice to me.

History:

My father died when I was 10 leaving me with sorrow. I became ever more sad when my brother who worked for the peacekeepers ran away and I never saw him again. I joined t he careers because it was dishonorable, it seemed to my mother, so I accepted my mothers requests to join. We used up most of our money to join the career school and I am still working hard to keep ourselves paying. When I joined the careers to help my family because we came so poor and near to death, so at least we could die with honer, I made my first actual friends, the other careers. When they all died by the time I was 16 I got filled with more sorrow and sadness. I never made another friend.

I was always the one in the corner at school. Everyone would swerve around me rather than be near me. I was the odd one out. It was also kind of the same in the career center. I did not catch on to the killing concept until two years after I started.

As I got older I became more and more violent between the training and wallowing in sadness from the death of my father. I kept on helping my family survive by taking a part time job in the nut. I am trying as hard as I can to keep my family well fed and strong. No matter how hard I try we are always still hungry.

Codeword: Odair
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Faceclaim: Evangeline Lily