Nautr Shek | District Four
Feb 3, 2016 19:57:08 GMT -5
Post by kap on Feb 3, 2016 19:57:08 GMT -5
A BIT OF THE BASICS
Name: Nautr Shek
Age: Twelve
Gender: Female
District: Four
A REFLECTION
I've always been quite the small person. I'm only an inch over five feet tall, and I am rather light weight. Skinny and flat-chested, I'm still built like a child, and most people would say I still am one at my age. My hair is blonde, and reaches down to about my shoulders. My blue-gray eyes shine in the light, and I love the way they look when I look at myself in the mirror or a reflection of any sort. I have a light skin tone, and have often been told that I look rather pale. I have small feet and somewhat short limbs, too.
If I had to tell you something that I didn't like about the way I look, it would have to be that I have a bit of a deformity. I have an extra toe on my right foot, which I have been told before is very strange. That's something that I agree with, as I don't know anyone else who is like that. Luckily, this is something that I can try to hide by wearing shoes that aren't open-toed. I also like to dress up my appearance in any way I can. Jewelry and other accessories are common to see in the outfits I wear, and I especially love to wear dresses. Overall, I have a bit of confidence in how I look, and normally don't feel too bad about myself, despite not liking how naturally skinny I am, and the fact that I can't seem to change that.
A LOOK INSIDE
I've always been the athletic type, and I especially love to swim. It's one of the most enjoyable things in this world to me, to be honest. There aren't so many things in life that make me smile, and it's difficult to make me a happy person. I don't get angered very easily, and it's rare for me to yell at someone. This does mean, however, that I rarely stand up for myself. I would get bullied sometimes, but I'd never try to stop it. Having gotten used to it at this point, I start to believe what they say about me. I realize that I never think I'm good enough for anyone, and that if someone were to tell me I was stupid or worthless, I'd believe them. Also, I've begun to fear people rather easily. I'm not good with being confronted, and one of the things that I fear the most is the chance of being reaped for the Hunger Games, even though there are a lot of careers in my district.
Not only do I have extremely low self-confidence bout my personality, I also often degrade myself when I'm in certain situations. For example, if I'm at school and I am to answer a question incorrectly, I feel like I can't do anything right. I feel pathetic, and that I'll never be able to do anything properly. Confidence in others is something that I have more of. I've never been the quiet one to stand on the sidelines. I've always been the one to defend my friends more than I defend myself. If one of my friends is in a bad situation, I would jump in and protect them. I wouldn't however, want them to do this for me, as I'm always afraid that someone would get hurt protecting me, and I'd rather just be in a bad situation myself than drag people I care about into it.
I think that the reason I care so strongly about other people is because I do not have very many people at home that care about me. I've always felt that aside from my friends, everyone hated me, even if I didn't know them. I feel that if I am ever put into the Hunger Games, I will be an immediate target because of how pathetic I feel that I am. I wouldn't mind, to be honest. I'd rather be killed in the Hunger Games early on, rather than have to fight to protect myself from certain death by ending someone else's life. I hope I'm never put in a situation like that, however. If a friend I have, like my friend Marina Summers, were picked in the reaping, however, I would take her place, since I wouldn't want them to face something like that, and I would be willing to do it for them.
A JUMP TO THE PAST
My life was always rather rough, but I try my best not to complain. I was born to a single mother, as my father had drowned in bad weather when fishing. My mother always blamed me for that. She said that if she wasn't pregnant with me, she could have been there to help him. I'm constantly reminded of this, and when I tell her it's not my fault, she yells at me or will physically harm me. It scares me at this point, and I am afraid to be around her. That's not the only reason she ever hurts me, either. She also says that if I hadn't made it so my father was no longer around, she could have more kids. I'm even told by her that I'm worthless, and that she never should have had a child. I'd begun to believe her for a while, until my friends told me that I was in this world for a reason.
I met my friend Marina outside of school one day, as I was walking home. She noticed the many bruises I had that were caused by my mother, and wanted to see if I was okay. I explained to her what had happened, as she was the only person who ever seemed to show any concern for me. Now, we talk with each other as much as we can. Even though she is older than me, we try to meet up on the beach or other places when we can, since we don't have any classes together at school. I wish I did, as it would be so much easier for me to have someone to talk to when I needed to. She is my closest friend, and I would take her place in the games in a heartbeat, due to how much she has helped me in my life.
At a young age, I never had much free time to do what I wanted to. Usually, I would just lock myself in my room to read. When I was out and about, however, I was able to do something athletic like running or swimming. I still get to do this on occasion, as my mother lets me out of the house more than she used to when I was young. Even though she still punishes me for the things in life that are not truly my fault, she does not do it as often as she used to.
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