I can't believe I thought of another story...(UPDATED!)
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District Twelve. One of the worst districts in all of Panem. Our District were Coal Miners, the worst job out of all 12 Districts. And our mines have recently just recovered from an explosion a few years ago. In our District I have heard of people committing suicide because they just couldn't handle life here in District Twelve. It was so hard to get food. How the hell did the Capitol expect us to eat? They need miners when there are people dying everyday out here. Just another reason to commit suicide.
I would have been one of these people who committed suicide; my mother and father were dead so I have to live with my alcohol addicted aunt Marie. She was really abusive but she was smart even when drunk so, when she abused me for no reason she would always try to hit my back, thighs, upper arms, stomach, or feet so no one would be able to see my bruises, scars, and marks all over my body.
The only reason that I didn't commit suicide was because every day when I went to school I got to see Peeta Mellark. That boy was an angel from heaven sent down for my eyes to bask upon. I had loved him ever since I was 5 years old. The way his blonde hair kissed his fair skin. The beautiful sparkle in his deep water blue eyes. He was perfect.
My name is Iris Haevort. I am sixteen years old. My dad died when I was two in a mine accident. My mother died when I was six in a wild dog attack. My best friends are Katniss Everdeen and Gale Hawthorn. I like to go hunting with them but, I don't really hunt in the woods, I sing to the Mockingjays. I love to sing and dance. I have dark brown shoulder length hair and abnormal red eyes.
I barely hunt. All I can do is set two simple snares and I can throw knifes. I would never even have a chance in the Hunger Games, unlike Katniss and Gale. They would win for sure. They knew how to hunt, survive in the woods, and many other things. When all I could do was scare all of the game away, which hurt all three of our families. We NEEDED that meat and money that we could get from the Hob.
The Hob, one way I COULD help. By singing and dancing I made small amounts of pocket change. I even crafted a sitar out of a dead tree trunk so whenever I got lucky, I could sell instruments or play them.
I think I will start my story with the first day I had seen Peeta Mellark. This day was the day I fell in love with him and I have been in love with him ever since that day.
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It was the first day of school. I would be starting kindergarten this day. The school in District Twelve was small. It was a huge building that was separated by Kindergarten, Elementary, Junior High, and High School. Even though we were separated like that, our grades were still separate as well.
"Mommy," I said while tugging on the sleeve of her brown jacket,"Whose that boy over there?" I asked pointing to a boy with blonde hair and deep blue eyes. We stood in front of the kindergarten building, waiting for my teacher to come and collect me into the classroom so that i could learn the basics before I went to school.
"That's Peeta Mellark, Honey. His dad is the baker of the town. Why do you ask sweetie?" My mother responded back her dark honey eyes twinkling in the sunlight along with her dark red hair. She looked down at me with a huge, caring smile.
"Mommy...I want to marry that boy when I'm older." I said simply. I stared at him. Iris Mellark...I giggled. that sounded great!
My mom gave out a angelic chuckle,"And I'll be there to see it happen too, my little Dove." Her voice was encouraging and I could tell that she believed me with all of her heart.
"You sure will mom!" I said enthusiastically. As I slightly jumped up.
"Time to come into class kinders!" My kindergarten teacher Ms. Bigger said. She then started to gather all of the children into the Kindergarten building
Before I went into the class with the rest of the kids I took one more glace at the boy, giggled, kissed my mother goodbye on the cheek and ran into the big white building.
I would marry that boy one day, for I was in love with him. And I would never give up until I had him.
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