Post by mairead on Nov 24, 2020 5:57:52 GMT -5
- I'm 16 years old and, to be honest, I come from district 12, the worst of all Panem. Even though I am lucky to be part of a family of doctors, which saves me from the mine, it has been a difficult year. My father, Cobalt Kincaid, died after venturing too close to the woods. A hungry lynx, it is said, finished him off by scratching him. The Peacekeepers only had time to kill him before they brought the rest of his body back to us.
The Peacekeepers only had time to kill him before they brought us the rest of my father's body.
He was a respected man. It is said that he had gone to heal a wounded man from the mine that day, graciously. This boy survived, even though he would have been condemned without my father's intervention. This is unfair! For me, it was his generosity that killed him and not the lynx. For me, it was his generosity that killed him and not the lynx. Luckily, my older brother Leaven makes me feel alive. He has taken my father's place, but his angry temper doesn't please our customers.
My mother is going through a kind of depression.
I mostly help her get dressed, do the shopping, and all that stuff.
It was he who had given me my first name - Olivia, because in our garden there has always been an olive tree. However, my eyes are not green, but blue like the sky. From my father, I also get my blond hair.
