Post by Kaplan on Aug 15, 2017 6:56:24 GMT -8
Rupert Berenson
District Eleven
Male
Twelve Years Old
Some call me weak because they haven't seen my true potential. I'm small, but I'm not incapable. I may be a poor boy in District Eleven, but I'm intelligent and hard-working. I work well in the fields, which has helped me build some strength. When it comes to the idea of the Maze, however, I'm terrified. I don't feel that, even with my intelligence and strength, I'd be ready to fight for survival. It frightens me, and I think that the only reason I'd willingly go into the Maze would be if it was in place of my older brother.
Despite the fact that he's older and more experienced than I am, I don't think I could bare to see him go in there and have a chance of dying. I'd rather it be me than him, as he has so many more friends that care about him than I do. I've always been a bit of an outcast without many people who care about me aside from my family. Luckily, I usually find ways to entertain myself such as reading and drawing. I've been told that my artwork really stands out in a positive way.
I would say that I look a lot like my father. We have the same eye color and our brown hair is even styled very similarly to one another. My mother, however, has beautiful red hair that no one else in my family does. James, my older brother, looks like the odd one out with his blond hair and blue eyes, but I don't think that really matters since he's still family.
Growing up in a loving household has been very nice for me. Everyone in my family cares greatly for one another, and no matter how little money we have, we all are appreciative of the life we do have. Unfortunately, I am terrified of the looming threat of the Maze. Hopefully I will never be selected for it. Although, there's really no way to stop it if that does happen.
