Isabelle Strauss D2 {fin}
May 22, 2020 23:06:02 GMT -5
Post by charade on May 22, 2020 23:06:02 GMT -5
Isabelle Strauss
Twelve
Female
District Two
Meredith is a dummy. She has a dumb face and I hate her. Mr. Strauss says hate is good. Says it makes you strong, gives you power and will lead you to victory. I dunno, it just makes my face hot and my chest feel like it’s going to explode. He says that Anabelle was weak and that’s why Finn had to kill her.
I hate Finn too. Cause Anabelle was my sister. We got adopted at the same time to this dumb house. And Meredith didn’t even help her when Finn stabbed her. Some friend. They say we’re training to be victors, to be like bendy Cricket and Julian. They say it’s been too long since our district has had a victor and one of us is gonna be the next one. And—
Oh-oh, Mr. Strauss is looking at me. I need to focus.
I grapple the dummy in front of me to the ground and pull out the knife in my belt, pulling it across the dummies throat. If it was a real dummy like Meredith then there’d be blood everywhere. All red like cranberry juice. Like the juice that was spilling out of—
I don’t want to think about that. And Mr. Strauss is still looking at me.
I have a question for him.
"Mr. Strauss?"
“Speak.”
“Are you my dad?” I’ve been wondering that for a while now. I know Mrs.Strauss is his sister, not his wife, but they adopted us.
I don’t like her, she’s scary.
Mr. Strauss scrunches up his face and it looks funny, but I don’t know what that face means.
“Sentiment is a weakness, Isabelle.” He says.
“Oh. Ok.” I say, and set the dummy upright to practice my grapple again.
Mr. Strauss has a dumb face and I hate him too.
