Tibby Maything, District 1

[Tibby Maything]

TIBBY SUE MAYTHING!?

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Ladies and gentlemen, it is my pleasure to be here. I'm Tibby Sue Maything, even though I hate my name, why couldn't they just name me Tabitha? I won't go into detail as to why I was named that, but I will let you know that I don't go by my full name at all times. Tibs is what my older brother, Felix, calls me. I'm in District 5. Speaking of District, you probably think I'm some big tough career gal. But hey, I'm pretty different from that! I'm actuallycompletely against the games in every way, shape, and form. t was how I was raised. My parents always told me the Games were not to be cheered upon, though my brother ignored that. I hate life here, hate it. I'm fifteen years old, and ready to kill the next person who calls me a Career. Hey... does that make me a career?

Enough of that boring stuff. I know what you want- to know what I look like. Let's just start from the top. My hair? Well, I don't know how to explain my auborn hair, but it is pretty frizzy. Although it is straight, I have to tie it in a bun to make it go flat. You can;t even imagine what humidity does to me. It's rather long, almost to my hips. As you can see by plainly looking at me and my parents- I've got light skin with plety of freckles to go with it. What you may not know is that my eyes are a mind blowing color. Yeah, that's right, they are grey blue. Absolutely yucky. in my opinion, although my brother says they are the eye she wished he had, because girls like that kind of stuff. I'm not looking to attract girls, thank you Felix. Sometiems he really angers me. I'd consider myself scrawny and weak, and most would agree. I mean, I just don't even try. I don't like food and I don't train. What's wrong with not liking food? It makes my stomach hurt.

Something interesting you might want to know about me is that I have long legs. They make up most of my height, and considering how short I am, without them being so long I'd be puny. I have an oddly shaped nose, it's very rounded and a little large. I'm not too proud of my nose. Another feature I'm pretty upset about is my ears, which look like elf ears. People get made fun of for that type of thing! I guess everyone is born with flaws though, just like how gaunt I am. I'm boney in that unhealthy way, you see? Sometimes I wish I could just jump out of my body and run into someone else's. Someone who doesn't have any apparent flaws. Being so boney makes me look pretty ugly, but because of a few other facial features, and my so-called pretty hair (which I completely dissagree about), a very few people deem me exceptional.

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[/i] I like stealing things, although it's hard to tell. I feel so compelled to do it. It actually feels sort of good.. and thrilling, when I do it. So I'm going to guess I like it. You never know. Maybe I hate it. Felix says I'm a kleptomaniac. I told him not to call me a maniac.
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[/i] a big fan of The Hunger Games. I've known about thme for quite a while, and trust me, on my first Reaping, if I got picked I would have thrown such a fit the entire nation had better erupt into chaos. I ain't such a big fan of suck-ups either, and there are a lot of those in my class. I don't really like talking to people to much unless it's Felix, and you could say I'm a bit of a loner. Weapons aren't my deal at all. With this I must add that my dad is training Felix and I, and I dislike my dad for always counting him as better. I can use a knife like a pro, since my dad threatened to beat me unless I showed some skill, but I'd prefer not to talk about it. I hate returning things after I've stolen them, because it's embarassing to admit I've taken things that don't belong to me, and I fear the peacekeepers will call me a thief. I don't like the clothes I have, I would much rather prefer to have something better, and more comfortable. It's possible, but dad won't give me any until I get strong.
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[/i] I'm cunning, and can think billions of strategies to get out of nearly any situation. Often I'll go through a stage of what-ifs. I'm handy with a knife, but that's my dad's doing. I can also use a club, but not well, I just swing it around and accidently knock the neighbor's dog out with it. Oops! The club is worse than the knife though, because I don't fancy beating someone to death. Pain is not my love. I'm considerate of others, and try to do things for people.
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[/i] I were Reaped? The thought sometimes makes me cry. Cry 'till I can't breath. Then I fall asleep. You know why? Because I cry every night. While Felix sleeps next to me and tries to comfort me. I can't help but cry. I hold it in all day, trying not to get humilated, so all the things that go on in the day tumble on me at night.
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[/i] tricks on them." Then he'd nod his head and walk away from the scene. I never can understand why he doesn't like playing these woderful jokes. Of course, I pointed it out when we were eight he was beginning to find those things fun. The same year my brothers stopped thinking I was cute. Goodness.

As I grew older, my mom started taking me to one of her friend's houses. My mom never really got out much, so I was surprised. It was the year I was seven, and the same year I tried waffles for the first time. About a week after the rich friend had given me the waffles, my mom was killed in a chemical spill at the laboratory. I, of course, was devestated. Now I was to be the only girl in my family. The only girl in a house full of vicious boys. But I had Felix. Good 'ol Felix to suffer with me. We were lucky when the boys just hurt eachother, but occasionally we'd get pounded.

When I was 11, my dad started drinking. It started out simple things. Within a few weeks though, it became a serious problem, and eventually it took over his life. He always had a bottle in his hand. He would hurt me and Felix if we messed up. Red joined in on the drinking, and tore my leg up pretty badly when I cought him with Sue. Sue is the girl he was cheating on Margeret with. He was furious with me, and tore my leg up so bad I nearly bled to death. Oh the pain! I can't run quite right anymore, which causes my dad to punish me and Red to laugh. I'm sick and tired of being the smallest. Sick of being hated.
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