Sitting, waiting, wishing (opEn)

[summergirl]

Sam was sitting with her eyes closed and her back and head leaned against a tree in her mostly dirt yard. Her face was to the streets and to the road in front of her it would have looked like she was sleeping, dead, or meditating. Dead children was not unusual in the lower districts, especially working children. But, indeed she was thinking. Thinking about how she would support her family.

Sam was looked down apon by lots of people, mostly strangers. When they saw her they thought she was a thirteen year-old mother. She was a thirteen year-old mother, but she acquired her children unlike the traditional way. Her parents were gone, so she had a pair of two year old twins to look after. She was wishing she had more food and more comfort.

And she was waiting for her father to come back.

[Serenity]

Fawn Bloodknight
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Hopping on the curb of the cracking, black road, I begin to sing quietly to myself. I'm quite proud of myself for creating the song, even though I can't tell if it is a good song or not.

Whoa oh oh oh oh
Whoa oh oh oh oh
Slowly falling from the trees
Blossoms hidden in the leaves

In a playful mood, I turn around and started walking back wards on the curb. Left foot, right foot, left foot, right foot.

Over fate and destiny
We try to see who we'll be
Stumble, stumble though our lives
Along the road which fate decide--

My foot slips, I shut my eyes and fall onto my butt. I let a moan slip from my mouth. Something catches my eye, a glimmer of something. But, I can't seem to see. It's so annoying, this fog that has clouded my right eye. I force a smile onto my mouth, feeling my eye twitch."Aw, how gross!" I complain to no one in particular, feeling the smile wipe off my face.

Thats when I notice the girl. She's sitting, leaning on a tree. Is she dead? No i don't think so. I slowly stand up and tiptoe, silently over to the girl knowing I must have curiously, large, golden like eyes. I walk right up to her side, lean over and stare her directly in the face, upside down. I know I'm weird but this, by far was the weirdest.

"Are you okay?"

[summergirl]

[glow=red,2,300]"Oh, yeah, sorry," Sam said, "Hello, I'm Sam."

Sam stared into the girl's eyes. She sat up a little more and thought the girl looked familiar. Maybe she saw her at the fields or school, or maybe just around the district.

She remembered singing. Was it the girl? Oh, well she'd talk to the girl. "What's your name? Do you work in the fields? How old are you?"

Sam realized she was ranting and slummed down a little.

Sam's stomach growled, loudly. It only reminded her of how long it had been since she had eaten. She had been feeding her brother and sister before her.[/glow]

[Serenity]

I crouch next to the girl, staring at her. Now that her eyes were open... She kind of look familiar...? "Nice to meet you, Sam." I say, pulling out my arm and stretching it right at her, motioning to shake hands. I turn my head, like a dog, beaming in delight. My bracelet tickles my skin and I brush one hand through my hair. I think to myself for a moment. How old was I, anyways. I count on my free hand, fingers twitching when I count them.

"Thirteen! Yup, yup, I work in the fields. My name is Fawn. Fawn Bloodknight. How old are you, Sam?" I ask, curiously. I hear a loud growl and look down. I pat my own stomach. Was that you? No, couldn't have been. I look at hers. Ah... I see. I reach into my hidden pocket on the inside of my jacket and pull out a tiny apple. it was the only one I was able to smuggle. I give it to her, hoping she will take it. We don't need any more deaths out here.

[district12karebear]

Sal walks down the cracked dirt road, heading back in the direction of the community house. She pauses, seeing two younger girls talking by a tree.

Just keep walking, they won't want to talk to you She thought. She tried to force her feet to keep walking, one step and then two. But they just stayed in place. She watches the two girls closely.

An apple, one of them had an apple! Her stomach growled. The community house hadn't been feeding them much lately. Instead of walking, she tip-toed silently to a tree near-by. In a matter of seconds, she was high in the branches, hoping that maybe, after the girls left she could find a piece of apple or even the core around.

[summergirl]

Sam shook the girl's hand, "Nice to meet you as well, I'm thirteen and work in the fields too, I'm a tree climber." Sam took the apple and began eating it, but then felt guilty. "Oh, I probably seem greedy, it's just that I look after two two-year-olds, and all my food goes to them. Do you have a family?"
Just after Sam said that, she felt nosy, but she knew she couldn't take it back, so she just waited for the answer, feeling mad at herself.