Valentine Green
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"what do I see?"

Sometimes I wonder what my parents look like, if I look just like them. Where did I get my round nose or my high cheekbones? My thin pink lips or my oval face? or are these my unique traits? All I wish to know is what they look like, a photo or a description at least

My eyes are like the sky, pale blue with so much meaning. Their mesmerising, you can just loose yourself in them, like they are never ending. Every time I look in the mirror I see long brown hair, hair with natural blond streaks making it shine. Blond that glowed healthy and brightly sticking out against the brown. It hangs down to my shoulders, framing my young face which shows so many emotions like joy and if looks could kill, Oh boy if looks could kill. My looks can be the fooolest you ever see or it can be the most dazzeling smile and you melt before me.

My skin is slightly tanned from the hours I spend out in the sun, harvesting crops. My hands are always dirty from the long hours in the field, staining them black. I am average hieght but I am but I have a strong frame compared to other girls around our district. I like to keep a bit of muscles in my arms so I am able to defend myself and I have thick legs which enable me to cover long distances in a short time.

A blue jacket, white tank top and black track pants, yeah that's what i wear, nothing fancy or stylish. It's all I can afford, no money for my clothes just money for food and the essentials. Sometimes I just wish i had the money to buy a decent pair of shoes. The shoes I wear are tattered and ragged, the soles woren out and hurting my feet. Plus the socks I have are holey and my toes get bitten by insects. Well I don't have any luxuries as we aren't the richest family.

"Who am I?"
Would I be a different person if my parents raised me? Do I want to know what I would be like or am I like them already?

My heart is big and white, Pure from evil that's in with other peoples heart. I am a trustworthy person keeping secrets for other peoples sake. I am one that accepts people for who they are not what they look like, so in other words I don't judge books by their covers. I love to help peolpe with their troubles, listening and giving them advice if I can. Sometimes I act without thinking so that lands me in a bad situation and get the consequences that lie in wait for me. My attitude is always changing , when I was younger I was quite stubborn and bossy but as I grew older I changed in to a selfless woman.

Yes I sound so perfect but I'm not, we all have our flaws. The problem with me is I can get upset easily, I mean very easily. If I hear rumors being spread around I take it to heart, It's just who I am, I like to have other peoples opinion about me. Another bad thing about me is I am a perfectionist, most of the things I do have to be perfect and the best job I have done which can lead me into stressful positions. I am very short tempered especially if you whine about something very stupid and I will snap at you for wasting my time, Other then that I Will be glad to help you. I also have one very bad habbbit and that is biting on me thumb when I am nervous, sad or stressed, I guess I do it because it gets me to focus on something else then the task ahead.

I tend to keep to myself as I belive I will start trouble around the district if I hang with the wrong people. I don't have many close friends, those few close friends I have are very important to me as I can be my true self. I usually only make small talk in the field as I find it the time I can to relax and talk but not get into mischef. The thing I hate most in the whole world is the games. It -to me- is just a game where kids loose their sanity and be murder by people only to survive. Even the winners of the games have to live with that guilt of knowing someone died in your hands, knowing they died because of you. Well that's me for now the person I only want to be.

"What was my past?"
I wonder what my life would of been like if I had my parents? What would of it been like to have a mother in my life? Well I would never find out now and I love my family I have anyway.

My childhood was pretty eventful, me living in the community hall and then finally getting an adopted family. For all my life I have been living in the community hall as both of my parents disappear. I don't know anything about my real parents, my one wish is to know what they were like and maybe just a photo. No one would talk about them especially to me, I think they left as it is some reason to do with me. When I was six years of age I left the community hall to live with two gay guys. I felt I settled well into this family as we all were strange, we all had different and wierd histories.

When I grew older I started to wonder the district by myself getting up to no good. One day I was wondering around the boundary trying to find away out. A peace keeper approached me and he asked me what I was doing. I obviously replied with a lie but he started to attack me anyway. That left me with a scar, not a visible scar but a scar in my heart. That attack changed who I was, changed who I could trust and changed my ways. That was when I started to despise the capital, when I realised who they truely were.

I don't really have a grand life, a life where I can just stroll along it wasn't that simple, no ones life is. Mine consisted of doing long hours in the field, getting money for my family, trying to survive. Sometimes I just wish I could run off and live somewhere where I don't have to worry of facing the games or being whipped by the peace keepers. I wish my life was simple were I could relax and do anything but no. My father's are getting old and weak and soon they will die which will leave me on my own again and even leaving me with less money. Soon I will have to move on and find another way to survive and maybe one day my dream will come true. Maybe one day I will have a simple life.