alessandra samsara {d3} cb, fin
Oct 29, 2018 15:04:25 GMT -5
Post by D6f Carmen Cantelou [aza] on Oct 29, 2018 15:04:25 GMT -5
alessandra samsara
eighteen
district three
4/4 ratmas concise bios
We were as happy as you can be under the circumstances; best friends with people in high places. A loving family, never short of work - things were good. But then, a turn. We found ourselves with a hole in our heads but more painfully, a hole in our hearts. The day it happened became a blur: she went to work and didn't come back. I think they found out she was stealing.Our mother died, from there, our father's mental state declined sharply and I knew, I knew that he couldn't cope but I didn't want to accept it. But I saw the damage he was doing, the empty bottles stacked on the window sill, the severing of relations to the people who had helped us most, the skin on our bodies that was quickly turning to bone; nothing was healthy, and my siblings and I were left trying to recover what we once had. I took our chances and ran - he promised he didn't want help, and I promised that we'd see him again one day. I know that promise was a lie, but he saw my mother's eyes in me and I got a final smile before we said goodbye.I took us to our Aunt and Uncle. It's broken home; little pillars to support and we work long hours that go from day to night to strengthen our guts rather than give us gold. The technology we work towards fascinates me though, I steal the scraps and create, if I can. It's dangerous, but it's in my blood. I've been called a daredevil, but there's nothing devilish about it. I follow in my mother's treacherous footsteps because I want my siblings to feel like there is more to life than what we have. I want to give them that, even if it puts my life on the line.