Brooke Hilt // D12 //

[Ella]

(( N A M E ))
Brooke Hilt
(( A G E ))
17 18 years old
(( D I S T R I C T ))
District 12
(( G E N D E R ))
Female
(( S E X U A L I T Y ))
Straight
(( F C ))
Jade Ramsey
(( C O D E W O R D ))
Odair
(( P E R S O N A L I T Y ))

Most people say if you were to look the word "B*tch" up in the dictionary, you'd find my name. Its true. You probably would. But those idiots shouldn't have said that because hey, I. Already. Knew! And uh, I'm kind of stupid. I'm mean, to. Suckish personality, right? Well, its better then being a goody-goody and stuff. They make me want to kill myself. Not kidding. I never kid. I'm too serious to kid. I just like, can't laugh. It’s me. Or well, it has to be really funny. I'm mean and serious. Somebody has to get reaaaaally hurt for me to laugh.



People also say I'm boring… stupid right? I think I'm far from boring! Aren't I? And also a bit lazy. Yes, you heard me right. A girl in the seam. Lazy, dark, b*tchy. My looks may suggest I'm from the seam, but if I were blonde haired and blue eyed, you'd think I was a Capitol dude. Not that I would ever want to. Idiots. Fed with a silver spoon for doing what? Nothing. Exactly. But of course, with my dark hair and grey seam eyes, I easily look like I'm from the seam. But anyways, sometimes I can be nice. Sometimes I can be cheery. Sometimes I can be happy. Of course, that’s sometimes. And by sometimes, I mean around once every other YEAR. Its better then never though, hun. But some people (also know an two people) I'm nearly always nice around. Buuuuut, that’s for later.



Ohh… what to say… what to say… Hmm. Oh! Well, I tend to stray off topic. You know? You probably did know. You've already seen 2 paragraphs written by the one and only. But for those idiots that could be reading this, here it is. And I bet at least one person didn't know that. Just saying. Plus some people say I'm rebellious… duh. I've always wanted to hunt, but I'd rather not be killed or turned into an avox. So yes, I don't do it. Occasionally I'm at the Hob though. But rarely ever. Thats about it. Peace out suckers!!




(( A P P E A R A N C E ))

Well, being from the seam, I mostly have the "seam look". Most places have their "look". Like the merchants are blonde haired and blue-eyed, like 1, and mostly 11 is dark-skinned. That’s really all I know. I have brown hair, with some lighter parts from who knows where. Also, I have olive skin, but its a bit lighter then olive. Not much, though. My eyes are grayish I think, I've never really checked. Either gray or brown.

I have a very skinny figure, probably from living in poverty the best part of my life. There's been a few times when I've had food and stuff, but not often. I'm uh, really tall for my age, it depresses me. I stand at a towering 6'0. How’s it possible? No idea. All my friends are 5'5 to 5'8, so I'm one of the tallest girls in school. Well, I weigh 139 pounds, which is underweight. Not much, but still underweight. Or at least I think it is. Probably. I also have long legs, but there not tan, their olive. 

(( H I S T O R Y ))

(( 1 Y E A R O L D ))

Well, I was born. Thats it…? Is there something that should've happened when I was a baby? I was born an only child… no long lost siblings or anything. My mom was an idiot though. Sucked at being a mom. Thats really it.

(( 2 Y E A R S O L D ))


I learned to walk!! Big milestone if I do say so myself. And talk. My first word was "seam". Weird. I already knew where we lived! Well, it is an easy word. SEAM. S-E-A-M. SE-AM. SSSEEAAAMMM. Yep, easy peasy. No wonder. And I was potty trained… mostly just I learned life skills. I can't imagine not being able to use the potty by myself. Shudder.


(( 3 Y E A R S O L D ))


I was finally allowed to go outside. On my own. My mom might be a suckish parent but my dad is way to over-protective. I guess what they say, opposites attract, is very true. I met a few of my friends, but most of them weren’t allowed to talk to me because of my over-cursing. Stupid parents. Most of them we're nice though. I guess. Some were brats. Even at 3 years old. The merchants were brats.




(( 4 Y E A R S O L D ))


I started school; well you shouldn't really call it "school". I was just away with a bunch of adults and kids for around 5 hours. Not exactly school. Idiot 4 year olds surrounded me. Not that I was much smarter, but at least I knew not to pick my nose and eat it! It was gross. It was very gross. Somebody always puked... bad times… bad times.




(( 5 Y E A R S O L D ))


I finally started going to school with "civilized" people. I was mature for my age… what can I say? I'm proud of my 5-year-old self. I was all mature and stuff. Well, except for that stuff every 5 year old does. My best friend was a 7 year old to. My neighbor, I think.


(( 6 Y E A R S O L D ))


6 years old was boring. My mom went all insane though… she's a drunkard. She started when I was 6. Got white liquor from some place called The Hob. I've been there a couple times. Nice place. Oh, and I finally got used to poverty! Not so boring after all then. Actually, we wouldn't live in poverty if somebody in my family didn't love white liquor. Why does she even drink! Seriously! What’s the point?



(( 7 Y E A R S O L D ))


I lost most of my friends. And became more b*tchy. 7 years old is the time where you find out if your a b*tch or not. I of course, am one. Well, I heard it was 12 actually. 12 year olds are demons! They seem cute on the outside but their devils on the inside. Actually, come to think of it, I should become friends with one.



(( 8 Y E A R S O L D ))


Okay, now 8 years old was just seriously plain boring. Nothing happened really. School, insane mom, poverty, over-protective dad, that’s really about it. Nothing special. My life isn't a festival… idiot. It isn’t any parade! Get it? Got it? Good.



(( 9 Y E A R S O L D ))


What do you want from me? My parents died or something? Well tough luck. Not going to happen. 8, 9, and 10 was kind of my boring phase. Well it wasn't boring for me, but really its nothing special. But somebody won't let me skip a year. But yes, very boring time indeed.



(( 1 0 Y E A R S O L D ))


I sort of explained it already. Check 8 and 9 years old hun. This was finally the end of my boring phase though… be happy. Well, 11 years old is semi-boring. Not exciting like my teenage years. Well, not exciting for me. Being a teenager is terrifying! But I shan't go into that now. We still have 2 more fun paragraphs to go through before that. Fun times.



(( 1 1 Y E A R S O L D ))


Out of the boring phase. Happy now? Well, my mom is officially a phsyco. Yep. It sucks. She's always cursing and drinking and stuff. She needs to stop spending all that money on liquor. I would love to eat something that’s not trash. Or leftovers from the Merchants thrown into the trash. But being 11 is also terrifying! Told you it was semi-boring.



(( 1 2 Y E A R S O L D ))


Reaping… fun! Not. Reaping is terrifying. But if I was in the games… I would give those dumb, cocky careers a piece of my mind. Also known as giving them a slow and painful death. Told you 12 year olds are demons. You should be terrified of them. No joke. But yes, my life… dad was (finally) trying to get mom to stop drinking. About time. Even though it didn't work.



(( 1 3 Y E A R S O L D ))


Still the reaping. Nuttin special. I got in trouble at school… multiple times… Mainly for cursing and punching. Nobody did like him. Especially me. That’s why I punched him. Gave him a bloody nose. But you'd think, in Panem, with the Hunger Games, you wouldn't get in trouble for cursing and punching. So 12 year olds are allowed to kill, but we're not allowed to punch? Stupid...



(( 14-16 Y E A R S O L D ))


I know whoever is reading this is getting sick of it, so I'll be nice. Putting all this in one paragraph. Kind, right? For once. Savor it, because it's not happening for another 2 years. Seriously. Plus I'm lazy. So... yeah. This was a scary time… teenage years. Shudder. And we still have to deal with fluffing hormones. How I wish I was in the Capitol for a year… then I would only have one thing to deals with. Now, peace suckers!! Again!!

[Sunrise Rainier D2 // [Thundy]]

Ahh, yeah - she can't see dead people. And really, there's no good reason why she should be hallucinating at such a young age, so could you remove that detail?

[Ella]

Done

[Sunrise Rainier D2 // [Thundy]]

Accepted!