Norma Seismo | District Ten {FIN}

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N O R M A
S E I S M O

-16 years old
-Female
-Older sister of Norbert Seismo
-Social butterfly
-Lives at 'the Pound'
-Very talkative
-Will do almost anything to help the others at ‘the Pound’
-Very protective of Norbert

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I close my eyes and I can see
The world that's waiting up for me
That I call my own

The Younger Years
birth through age five

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My birth was a surprise to my parents. I didn't know this when I was younger, though. My parents raised me just like they would have raised a child that they expected to have. They loved me just as much, if not more so, than the parents who had planned births loved their children. My parents taught me respect for myself and respect towards others, which I suppose has built the self-confidence that I have today. I was always a playful young kid, wanting to be social and around the other children. Norbert, my brother, was born when I was three years old, and we've always been extremely close with one another.

Norbert and I have almost always had the same friends. I would introduce him to my friends that I met in school when I was little, and we all just became one big friend group, even if we were really young. Kindergartners don't think anything of age differences in friendship, from what I've seen, so perhaps that's why my friends and I didn't mind Norbert being three years younger than the rest of us. Unfortunately, our bond with these friends didn't last forever, as our mother passed away when I was give years old and my father couldn't afford to take care of us, landing us in the orphanage we now live in known as the Pound. The friends we had when we lived at home have mostly stopped keeping in touch with us, since we are now on the other side of the District from where we used to be and don't attend the same school anymore. There are days I wish that we had proper forms of communication like I've heard that they have in the Capitol.

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Through the dark, through the door
Through where no one's been before
But it feels like home

Childhood
age six through age twelve

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Ever since moving into the Pound, life has been quite different compared to how it was living at home. At home, I was spoiled. My parents treated me like a princess, always making sure I had absolutely everything that I needed and wanted. Here, they still treat me well, but they aren't as concerned when I don't get what I want. They address my needs, but not my silly wants, such as a new book or something else that I desire but is not a necessity.

Our parents were always quite wealthy, so they took good care of us. When my mother died, however, that wealth faded, as it was mostly her income, causing my father not being able to afford to take care of us and having to give Norbert and I up to live at the Pound. I don't hate him for it, as I know it's not his fault that mom died. Although, I do still wish he'd never given us up. We haven't seen him in ages, and I miss him.

I was distraught when I first moved to the Pound at such a young age. I wanted my parents back in my life and I started to shut everyone out except for Norbert. As years went on, I started to become a bit more open to people, but it certainly took some time. I started to talk to some of the other kids around my age, or those who were a bit younger by the time I turned seven. By the time I was ten years old, I was one of the most social kids at the Pound. I wanted to be friends with everyone and got disappointed when someone didn't want to be friends with me in return. I would run around and play games with the others, spending most of my time with Norbert.

When it comes to my little quirks and the dreams I have for my life, some people like to call me crazy. I'm a lot like Norbert in that I act younger than I am. I also like to catch bugs, sometimes even deciding to eat them. Norbert taught me the latter part. (They're actually not all that bad tasting). I also like to make things. At about age twelve, I started building things with little bits and bobs that I could get my hands on, and have continued to do so since then. One of my biggest dreams that they would always say I was crazy for is that I want Norbert and I to move out of the Pound, start our own life and sell things that I create so that we can make a living.

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They can say, they can say it all sounds crazy
They can say, they can say I've lost my mind
I don't care, I don't care, so call me crazy

The Teen Years
age thirteen to present

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At age thirteen, I started to care more and more about my appearance and what other people thought of me. Unfortunately, in my early teen years, I felt like people were judging me, which caused me to shut people out again for a few years of my life. At age fifteen, I started realizing that it didn't matter what other people thought of me. Although, I did still try my best to always look presentable. I started making my own makeup out of the things I could find and purchase around the District. I also started to purchase nicer clothing, as I started making money by working at a small jewelry store around the corner.

I keep my blonde hair nice and neat as it flows down past my shoulders. It's often a cause of people telling me that Norbert and I don't look related. His curly, brown hair makes him look quite different from me, but we both have similar facial features, such as narrow, brown eyes and a round face. This doesn't bother me, though. No matter how little I look like him, I won't tell people why that's the case. It's due to my mother cheating on my father, but I won't reveal that to anyone who asks. I'll only tell someone if I feel truly comfortable with them. Besides- my father didn't even know about this until I was fourteen years old, which was when he made the trek to the Pound in order to tell me. He'd always thought Norbert was his biological son, but he was wrong. It pains me to think that my mother would hide that from my father and not even tell him in her dying days, but there's nothing that can be done about it now.

When it comes to my current relations with the other kids at the Pound, I'd say they're rather good. Most of them speak to me and will hold a conversation, and we're at the very least all on a first-name basis with one another. Bella and I hadn't ever spoken much before she was reaped, unfortunately, though. We barely know one another on the day she died, and I wish I could change that. There's nothing I can do about it, though. It's too late for that. That's why I'm determined to bond well with all the other kids at the Pound, as any one of us could be ripped away the next year and never return home.

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We can live in a world that we design

F I N

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