Grace Durban [D6] WIP
May 19, 2014 11:48:32 GMT -5
Post by go away on May 19, 2014 11:48:32 GMT -5
: I turn back when I see where you go :
: Grace Durban : 16 : District 6 :
I'm sitting on the roof of my house. It's boring and I hate it but it's the best place to stay away from the Oblivions. My paper-like hand, both fragile and pale, passes up onto my flyaway chestnut hair. Mother describes me as pallid. Ugh, it seems like my whole life is pallid. I wish I was a normal girl who doesn't see people's deaths every time I lay eyes on them. No, it never comes true. It's just quite nightmarish when you look at someone and you see their intestines being splattered across the floor. When others notice the panic set in my eyes it's so embarrassing. They ask "What's wrong?" And then I usually reply with, "Oh nothing... I'm just not feeling too well..." Which I guess it's half true... seeing people (often grusomely) drop to the floor dead one second, then suddenly be standing back on their feet, thinking what the hell is wrong with me doesn't give me the best of feelings.
The doctor says it's mental trauma. Have I experienced trauma? Yeah, I guess I have. I remember when
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