silver wellerman . d4 . fin

I was born on a boat.

My mother insisted on going out on the boat that day, despite the fact that she knew how close to giving birth she was. So, she and my father set out on the sailboat, and sailed within Four's ocean boundaries. They were quite a way from shore when my mother went into labor. There wasn't time to get back to land before I was born. My father helped my mother, and out I came, born on the sea.

Growing up, I often went out on the very same boat I was born on, with my parents and now my younger brother. We'd sail in the District's waters, just enjoying ourselves. My wavy brown hair would blow in the wind, just like my mother's. It makes me happy that I look so much like her. I've always been her mini-me. Although, I don't know if "mini" is the right term. I am quite a bit taller than her.

I've got my father's eyes. They're this deep green that one could just stare into for ages. That's something that I quite enjoy, too- I love looking like my parents, as they've always been so kind to me. I'm closer to them and my little brother than anyone else in my life. No matter how many aunts, uncles, cousins, close friends or otherwise that I have, my parents and my brother will always be my best friends.

My brother, whose name is Mercury, is a few years younger than me, and we've always gotten along quite well. When we were really young, we would run around on the beach, just chasing each other for the fun of it. Sometimes we would throw a ball back and forth in the backyard of our small family home. Although how our fun times present themselves have changed, we still really enjoy each other's company.

Most of my time outside of the house is either spent on the boat with my family or spent with my friends, hanging out around the District. One of my close friends convinced me to train as a career with her, which we've been doing for a few years. I don't want to be in the Games, but she explained to me that it's important to be prepared if it happens, so I complied. We spend a lot of time with hand-to-hand combat, especially, but do some other training, too.

I spend a lot of time reading up on things that I feel could be important in my life one day. I've focused a lot of my reading on survival tips, such as learning which plants are poisonous, medicinal, or okay to eat. I also have spent a lot of time learning how to build shelters and traps. I've only gotten to employ these skills once in a while, but I seem to be rather sufficient with them when I get to using them.

My parents have always told me they're proud of me, which means a lot to me. One of my biggest goals in life is to make them proud. That's part of why I fear the Hunger Games so much. I'm afraid that I wouldn't make it far, and would disappoint them. Disappointing my parents is a bigger fear of mine than even just having to fight in the Games. I'm not sure why, but that's just how I am. If I had to determine what my biggest flaw is, it would probably be how overly set on living up to my parents' expectations I am.

I'm someone who won't turn down a fun party. I'm also the type who gets my parents' permission before I go to said party. Some people think I'm "lame" for caring so much about what my parents think, but I think it's respectful. If I'm going to have a few drinks, I don't want to get home to my parents being pissed off at me. That just ruins the fun of it all, if you ask me.