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Character Skelly
Full Name: Grace Alia Clemons
Age: Sixteen
Gender:
District: 11
Weapon of choice/speciality: Throwing Knives
Face claim: Taylor Swift
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Appearance: Long, blonde, curly hair and blue eyes. She is 5'4 and is skinny from lack of food when she was young.

Personality

Likes: Apples, Talking, Laughing
Dislikes: Awkward silences, grumpiness, The Hunger Games
Fears: Water, Fire
Personality: Grace is a very talkative girl, and will go up to anyone and start a conversation. She is easy to get along with and is hard to hate. She is good at climbing trees, and it also helps that she does not way that much. She loves to laugh and make other people laugh too. She somethings acts dim and takes a while to understand things.

History

History/Bio: Grace grew up in a small, three-roomed house with her mother Eliza, father Patrick and brother Cory. The family was extremely poor and often had to go without food for a day or two. She went to the local school with her friends Natasha Brookes and Jasylin Parks. She was dating Jack Ale. She sometimes helpd out her Aunt Liz, who sells Homemade Jewellery on Market Day.
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The Reaping.
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I fumbled through the crowds, trying to find my spot in the sixteen year old girls. My stomach was swarming with butterflies. I clutched her friend Natashas hand to balance myself. I felt like I was going to collapse. "Ladies first!" the female voice of Chanelle, the District 11 escort trilled. She bounced over to the reaping ball and picked out a name. My heart was racing and I squeezed Natashas hand for support. The crowd fell silent. Chantelle read the name off the paper, "Grace Clemons."
And just like that, my life turned upside down. Someone was shrieking my name. It was my brother, Cory. I would recognise his voice anywhere. I couldn't stop the tears from falling down my face as the peacekeepers led me to the stage. "Ladies and gentlemen, our District 11 female tribute!" There was a small, unenthusiastic cheer. My eyes scanned the crowd, looking for my family. I wiped my eyes and tried to stop myself from looking ike a fool on live television. I was vaguely aware of a boy walking up beside me, but I couldn't concentrate. All I knew was that this was going to be the last time I ever saw District 11.

So begins...

Grace Clemons's Story

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#2012-04-01 21:21:40, as written by Sullenkiller

Catalya woke to a thu outside. Then two cannons shot off, God, what if that was Faye and Arlathina? She thought shot upright, stepping around the now dull fire. She nuck thugh out of the cave, the snow still blowing but Faue and Arlathina were both still alive but laying dead at Arlathin'a's feat were two dead tributes. One a boy andhe other a girl. I didn't know there anmes, nor did I want to. Her muscles relaxed a little as she saw the sight. "We should probably move the bodies so that the hover car can come and pick them up." Catalya said after a moment of studieing the bodies.

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#2012-04-02 03:32:32, as written by Arlathina

Just when I thought things would be peaceful for the night Caelib appeared from behind a tree, decreeing that he wanted to join our alliance. Caelib was from my district, I had spent many days admiring his good looks with my friends. I had always idolized him, and kind of had a crush, but I wasn't sure if all that was enough to let him join us.

I knew he could definitely carry his own weight. He had attended the same school as me, Burgins Academy. It was a school where careers were trained in their unique fighting style. I had witnessed Caelib defeating almost ten other boys with nothing but his spear. He was also talented runner, as I had found out in a track meet.

As Catalya emerged from the cave she snapped back her arm, and then brought it back down to a resting position in a quick motion. Her whip went flying through the air, and upon contact I heard Caelib yelp. The cord wrapped itself around his hand, the metal shards digging themselves into his skin. As I saw Caelib's expression of pain I felt enraged.

I pumped the muscles in my legs, propelling myself in Catalya's direction. When our bodies collided I heard a bone-shuddering thud, and I brought her to the ground. Everything after that was a blur of white, the hard packed snowballs falling all around us. One hit me in the back of the head, leaving a large welt, but at that moment I didn't care.

"Don't touch him!" I screamed. The voice that came from my throat was unrecognizable, as if it were not even my own. I glared down into Catalya's eyes a deep longing to slice her face in half developed inside of me, but I fought the feeling and got off the girl. Angrily, I stomped back towards Caelib. "Leave! You cannot join us." I said, my eyes began to produce tears but I refused to let them fall.

I was torn between clinging to the only familiar person in this arena, or my own survival. Although in the end I knew which one was more necessary. "I won't kill you, but you have to leave. Go now!" I yelled, and then I walked back into the cave. Hunkering down next to the fire I let a few tears escape from my eyes, but I knew that I shouldn't appear weak so I did my best to stem the warm flow.

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#2012-04-06 20:39:15, as written by Sullenkiller

Catalya stood under the tree, Faye guarding the entrance with her. She needed more weopans then a tiny knife and a whip, that would hurt. But wouldn't kill. She glanced at Faye for a moment and made her way into the cave. Silently grabbing three matches and walking out. Hiding them in her sleeve. "Don't die Faye." Catalya said to her and left, grabbing some snow and dropping into her mouth as she left before Faye could protest.

She ran until she was heavy in the lungs and saw all the weopans. Ranging from knives to bats. She knew somebody was there, waiting for some one like her to stumble out and strike. But she neede weopans badly, taking one glance behind her she moved forward, Narrowing her eyes at all the bushes. Hoping no one saw her due to her black hair and clothes. Even thow it was horrible in the day.

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