mare sorcha - d11 - done

[pup]

name: mare sorcha
age: 18
gender: female
district: 11
fc: anastasiia bova
district eleven socialite

[pup]

mare

They said that you were special. From the second you were born, you were held on a pedestal. You're above them, your parents would always tell you, you aren't normal.

There's a reason why we're richer than them, they would say, the rest of this district.

At night, they would tell you the story of how you came to be. Your grandfather had been cast from the capitol alongside your great grandfather, a rebel during the dark ages. They took everything from him, his life, his happiness, but they forgot to check where he hid is money. He brought that alongside his education to District Eleven. When your father was born, your grandfather made sure your father knew, just like he is making you know now, that you are better. You have the Capitol running in your veins. You are refined, you are graceful, you won't need to work in the fields ever.

That work was reserved for the people your father hired at minimal cost. You were instead taught how to run a business, the economics of running your fields. You were taught how to make deals, how to negotiate labor wages. You were taught early on that your farms operated on a monopsonitic system, that you will create the jobs and people will take whatever they can for them. It will one day be yours, anyways.

They bought you the best tutors in District Eleven that money could buy. You never thought twice about the cruel conditions of everyone who worked under your family as you learned about psychology, math, philosophy, and every other topic your parents assigned to you. You knew that this was your birthright, that you were better than the rest, that you had no need to ever question your worth because you know it.

Hopefully you will have your life in the Capitol, though.

Everything, your father says to you, is all to bring your disgraced family name back to the Capitol.

You don't have any memories of the capitol after living your whole life in district eleven. The horrors that most families have to go through never fully hit you, leaving you confused about why you'd even want your family name to return to the capitol. After living with the few other privileged families in District Eleven, you never really saw the reasons behind the desire to return to your family's roots.

But you aspire for it anyways, following your grandfather's lead.

They instilled that principle in you, despite your confusion. Your purpose was to be their little angel, to be the perfect child that would bring your family back to the Capitol. They groomed you, tried to find ways for Capitol businessmen to bring their sons on trips to meet you while they held their grownup meetings regarding how much your fields will send to the Capitol.

You didn't want to disappoint your parents, so you never told them what happened during those meetings. You never told them how the Capitolite children always cast you aside, treating you as if you were any other savage District Eleven kid. But those brief meetings always solidified your desire to appease your parents, they were the only people who truly cared about you besides your close circle of friends.

You want to be able to enter the Capitol one day and prove that you aren't a part of District Eleven. You want to reclaim your family's rightful place in the Capitol that your great Grandfather had disastrously thrown away.

That is your purpose.

[pup]

done <33 ripred_bot

[WT]

I know if I actually met her every word she said would make me want to scream but reading about her parents grooming her just has me :hell_heart:--Your purpose was to be their little angel, aaaaaa, someone please get this girl a genuinely supportive network asap if not like a decade and a half ago ty!!