She's an exotic beauty living in the deeps of District Four. A strange one many might say. Tan skin not from the unmerciful burning sun, but skin darkened from the genes of her father.
With her being her sisters only protector and provider, what ca...
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Act 1, Scene 1 | | The Meeting :
Why the long face darling?
Jenesis Aremone ( Are- mon- e) Hammaz , sat tiredly on her soft cushioned make shift bed. She stared forward at the dart board in front of her, listening to the gentle sound of the waves colliding together. The home that she called district four, the place she was raised and bore. It was that day, the day every child dreaded so much. Every teenager in fact. The day before reaping day. Everyone hated it. Especially those that had something to lose, like family or friends. Which everyone logically had.
Her being one of them.
It's been a couple of years since her mother had decided that she had no interest on living out the rest of her life. After their fathers death, she crumbled and disintegrated like dust. The moment she was touched, she fell apart. Leaving the burden of her little sister Jasmine, left for her to care for. It's not like the little girl even remembers their parents anyways. After all, it was a couple weeks ago when she turned the ripe age of twelve. Jenesis Hammaz was nothing like the other teenage girls her age, especially like the ones that went to the academy. She had too much to lose, too many responsibilities. The 16 year old girl had too much to lose.
So just like her sister, she hated reaping day.
A time of the year when two children are either picked or have volunteered to become puppets of entertainment. The moment where you sign the fact that you are now just a piece on a chess board till you die. You become a living step stool to someone else's so called victory. It was the brainwashed children that circled around her age group that believed it was an honour. Good that she isn't that gullible.
But she has some odds in her favour, since she has survived 5 of these reapings. Yet her name is in that bowl double times this year. The bowl of death. If the escort Sasha, decides to move her hand towards her or her sisters name, she's truly doomed. She would volunteer for her sister any day, but she's twelve. Her odds of getting reaped in general is slim to zero. It's not like she'll ever let her take tesserae anyways.
The food, the fishing, sewing, selling, it's all on her. Taking care of the house is on her as well, all her sister has to do is remain the innocent yet wise bud that she is. As long as she is just that, she'll be able to provide them with what they need.
But this year she has her innocent sister to worry about. Turning twelve is for sure every child in Panems worst fear. It's a birthday of course, but It's a time in life where you are now placed in the human museum. Being spectated by the thirsty eyes of the capital, waiting for them to just open your cage to pull you out.
