"I could change up my body and change up my face, I could try every lipstick in every shade..But I'd always feel the same. 'Cause pretty isn't pretty enough anyway." ~ pretty isn't pretty { O . Rodrigo }
In which a young woman who's so desperate to...
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"I could change up my body and change up my face, I could try every lipstick in every shade. But I'd feel the same.. 'Cause pretty isn't pretty enough anyway." ~ pretty isnt pretty by {O . Rodrigo}
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ESAI WAS NEVER the type to talk back, from a young age she knew to respect her elders, to listen to whatever they say. No matter what happened, she knew if she opened her mouth to reply, she would be lectured for hours on end or just insulted.
She knew this first hand when she was 9 years old. She was attending her best friends birthday party but just as she got ready for cake, her own mother came just in time to pick her up. Esai was annoyed—of course. Bitterly she asked "Mom...why do you pick me up before the cake comes out? You always do this! At every birthday party, I never get to have cake.."
"Because it's not healthy to have cake too much!" Her mother responded
Her eyebrows knitted together "But you never-"
"Do you want to know the real reason? It's because you're getting too chubby" Her mother snapped
Esai gasped ever so slightly as she sat at the back of her mother's car, her mom's words constantly lingering in her head.
Another time when Esai was 13, shopping in the Capitol mall with her mother, shopping for clothes. Esai was jumping with excitement at the fact that she could finally spend some quality time with her mother but that happiness was quickly crushed as she came out of the changing room..
"Goodness. Your arms have gotten so massive." Her mother shook her head "Go try on something else..this shows off your body too much, in a bad way."
Esai nodded quietly, she said nothing and Elsie thought nothing of her words towards her own daughter but little did she know, all her constant little jabs and insults at her Esai would cause years of disorder for her prescious little girl.
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Treech Hiraoka
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"High infidelity, Put on your records and regret me. I bent the truth too far tonight. I was dancing around, dancing around it." ~ high infidelity {by T . Swift}
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TREECH WAS ALWAYS one to have a say in something, he enjoyed having power—which in the districts you don't have much of but he had what his mother would call it, a 'smart mouth'.
Treech knew she said it out of love but he was passionate about the things he loved. He didn't love much but the things he did, he cared for immensely.
Treech was big on family; he would choose them over himself..no matter how much he teased his younger sisters or was teased by his older brother. He loved them dearly.
As like many boys in district seven, he worked as a lumberjack. Spending his days cutting down trees in the scorching sun. As the sun would set he would stay with his friends..most likely drinking beer but he'd always limit himself to one as just before it got dark, he'd come home to greet his sisters.
He'd play dolls, dress up with them. The Hiraoka family didn't have a lot but they had eachother and that's all they needed, They didn't live off very much but they were happy. Little did they know their 'happiness' would be quickly snatched away because their son would start to lose him to the Capitol.
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Hello!! This was the second Treech fic i wrote and currently i'm rewriting it but I wanted to say thank you to my friends for being the best people ever!!
