Post by Mustang on Jan 5, 2018 18:00:18 GMT -5
Elysia Stellan
16 yo - District 1 - Career
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I’ve never want do that. My family miss me, I want go back with them. Please, please, please!
My legs is stuck because of the other girl. I don’t remember his name. She’s like a pitbull compared to me. Me, i’m juste a little puppy. I want softness… and a bath. Seriously. I stink ! She finally removes her foot. I'm having a hematoma. This observation pisses me off and I get up painfully.
For some time now, my father has been thinking of giving me combat lessons. The harvest is fast approaching and I am far from ready. Clearly, I have no chance to win the Hunger Games if I am choose!
- Come on, Elysia, she saids with a mocking laugh.
I serve my teeth. Here I am again ready to pounce, to catch his damn blond hair. She’s tough, treacherous, a perfect little career. Not like me. I would like to cry, but I can not. I would like it to be her, like a Tribute from the district 1.
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- Sweat heart ! How was your training?
I'm thinking of lying, but my red eyes would betray me. My father detects the lie at three thousand miles.
- I would never be ready. In any case, there is little chance that ...
- Elysia! No risk does not exist.
I take off my shoes to see the damage. My feet are bloody, a throbbing pain is spreading throughout my body. I'm good at a lot of things except to fight. For example, I sing. It seems that my voice is a gift from heaven, but it's false, of course. My mother loves to hear it. If I go to the hunger games, she will never benefit again. I am a social girl, who loves gossip, makeup … A perfect stereotype. Seriously. I don’t want to die. I’m too young for that. I hate the Capitol, really. Oh, if I could join the rebels about the District 13! I heard about it, of course.
My father is a peacemaker. From time to time, he gives us the news of the outside world ... It's a huge risk, but I admire him for it. My father is a brave man and I am not able to beat a girl smaller than me. My big size could be an advantage if I knew how to use it. I'm so skinny that we could break in two! That said, I still have to be able to catch me. I run very fast and I can climb trees. My weak build may show that I am not a threat. Maybe the others will then leave me alone.
