Pollux Cree [FIN]
Sept 17, 2016 13:06:42 GMT -5
Post by Deleted on Sept 17, 2016 13:06:42 GMT -5
Pollux Cree|District 5| 17
Word Count: 822
Appearance:
I don't consider myself to be beautiful. I don't consider myself to be ugly, either. I like to think i'm just a person who blends in with the crowd. Brown hair, hazel eyes, dimples. I would look good in the crowd, no in the spotlight. My hair waves just perfectly so that people compliment me, but every time they don't even know my name. I have thin-fat lips that have a nice cherry blossom color to them. I have a array of pimples across my face, and they won't come off. It really irritates me that they won't get off my face.
I constantly worry about my figure. I don't eat a lot, but I don't work a lot, so I do try to watch my weight, so I don't get fat. I have decent sized breasts, but that I don't worry about. It's not I'm going to get laid outta every girl in district 5. I have a tanned skin color, I love it it looks like I'm on the beaches of district 4, and I wish I was.
I constantly worry about my figure. I don't eat a lot, but I don't work a lot, so I do try to watch my weight, so I don't get fat. I have decent sized breasts, but that I don't worry about. It's not I'm going to get laid outta every girl in district 5. I have a tanned skin color, I love it it looks like I'm on the beaches of district 4, and I wish I was.
Personality:
I am very sarcastic, especially to teacher's who run their f*cking mouth all the time. They just need to shut the f*ckin mouth, before I slap the s*it outta them. That's what they need a good slap right across the stupid faces. I hate school, it's so boring, and they try to make us think the capitol is so great when their trying to kill us off with their stupid games. It needs to stop, these people need to stop acting like the capitol is a effing saint. They try to teach us how the capitol is so special even everyone knows that they don't want to, because they hate the Hunger Games as much as we do.
I'm bisexual, so yes I have made out with a girl. I don't know why I feel like I love the same gender, it just feels right for me. I will work hard to achieve a goal, only because the person said I couldn't do it. I would prove them wrong and wipe that stupid smirk off their dumb faces, and say "Ha, see ya b*tch". I guess you could say I'm rude, yes I am, but mostly it's for teacher's, and effing bullies. I do help people who get bullied, because I got bullied myself, and I hated it. So I dedicate some of my time to help people struggling with being bullied.
I do have flaws, a lot of flaws. The first is I'm rude,I made out with guys, but never have I ever lost my virginity yet. I want to meet the right person before I lose my v-card. Might seem really weird for a girl like me to be a hopeless romantic, but I am. I just can't wait to find the right person for me.
I'm bisexual, so yes I have made out with a girl. I don't know why I feel like I love the same gender, it just feels right for me. I will work hard to achieve a goal, only because the person said I couldn't do it. I would prove them wrong and wipe that stupid smirk off their dumb faces, and say "Ha, see ya b*tch". I guess you could say I'm rude, yes I am, but mostly it's for teacher's, and effing bullies. I do help people who get bullied, because I got bullied myself, and I hated it. So I dedicate some of my time to help people struggling with being bullied.
I do have flaws, a lot of flaws. The first is I'm rude,I made out with guys, but never have I ever lost my virginity yet. I want to meet the right person before I lose my v-card. Might seem really weird for a girl like me to be a hopeless romantic, but I am. I just can't wait to find the right person for me.
History:
I was born to some parents who never wanted me. They usually never fed me, didn't do anything to help me. I cried really loud one night, and a neighbor told the peacekeepers. Later that night the peacekeepers came and took me to the district 5 community home. My parents were dead on the couch apparently from a drug overdose, which they bought the drugs illegally. I was 3 years old when i cried that nigh, my voice was louder than it has ever been.
I lived in the community home since I was 3 years old. I lived with other orphaned, or kids brought to the home. I lived off small meals and water every day. It's not much, but It's been keeping me alive. So that's what matters. The home payed for food, water, and clothes for us to wear. I made a couple friends, like Vida Edison, and Zippina Foster. They helped me adjust to the community home. I felt like my parents abandoned me, once I actually knew what it meant. I really though parents were supposed to care for their child, and help them grow and shape their future. I just got so angry, and I just felt like snapping someones neck. That's why I keep talking back to the adult's. Thinking they were my parents and just going ballistic. It actually calms me for some reason...
At school I always talked back to my teacher's, because I though they supported the Hunger Games, and some of their students dying every year. It sickened me. As i grew I realized they hated the capitol as much as I did. They missed the students they had to. Just deep down. I continued talking back to them, because I don't like change, I don't like to change. It doesn't feel right for me to change myself. I didn't fit in their so i left and I just stuck with the crowd. I've been living in this community home for 15 years, I just want to get out of it.
I lived in the community home since I was 3 years old. I lived with other orphaned, or kids brought to the home. I lived off small meals and water every day. It's not much, but It's been keeping me alive. So that's what matters. The home payed for food, water, and clothes for us to wear. I made a couple friends, like Vida Edison, and Zippina Foster. They helped me adjust to the community home. I felt like my parents abandoned me, once I actually knew what it meant. I really though parents were supposed to care for their child, and help them grow and shape their future. I just got so angry, and I just felt like snapping someones neck. That's why I keep talking back to the adult's. Thinking they were my parents and just going ballistic. It actually calms me for some reason...
At school I always talked back to my teacher's, because I though they supported the Hunger Games, and some of their students dying every year. It sickened me. As i grew I realized they hated the capitol as much as I did. They missed the students they had to. Just deep down. I continued talking back to them, because I don't like change, I don't like to change. It doesn't feel right for me to change myself. I didn't fit in their so i left and I just stuck with the crowd. I've been living in this community home for 15 years, I just want to get out of it.
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