Ok, before you read this I must warn you how terrible it is. I tried to write Cinna and failed... I have a lot of good ones coming later though! Remember to review even if you just make a slight comment about how I should never even have considered writing Cinna (which is probably true)
Belt- Cinna's POV
I have always loved art. Drawing, sculpting, music, singing, it all came naturally to me. There has always been one thing that stood out as my favorite type of art. Designing. I've designed all kinds of things but my real specialty fell into clothes. As a young boy, I spent all my time drawing and sketching new designs for clothes. Even then I new what I was meant to do in life.
Some of the other kids didn't like me because I was different. They called me names and laughed at my talents, and I truly hated myself. Now I know how foolish I was. Those kids were jealous of me and that's why they teased me. I'm the one who's laughing now. I have a high-profile career and everything I could ever want, unlimited material for clothes, money, and a wonderful girlfriend named Portia.
There's no changing what people said to me in the past, but I can influence what they say in the future, by making them respect me. Respect is something you earn, and I think I'm well on my way to being respected. There's one story that always reminds me of this. It happened just last year before I gained my new job. An opening had just come up for a stylist in the 74th Hunger Games and the supervisor of the styling committee was coming to evaluate my company.
I was working on designing a belt. The belt was made out of a simple material and looked like any belt you might normally see. I pinned hundreds and thousandths of little jewels to the belt forming patterns and shapes. The best thing about it was that it the jewels danced like flames when ever the belt moved. I was very proud of that belt, and apparently the supervisor was too, because she hired me.
I remember looking into her eyes and seeing respect. I had earned that respect with hard work, just like I am doing right now in my every day life. I owe a lot to that belt, and one day I think I'll honor it because it truly helped me see the true meaning of hard work.