Surviving the games.
It wasn't until the morning of the games that I decided surviving would be tough.
I have always lived in a poor, old house with little food.
But it was shelter and even though the food was little its what we needed to live.
And I learned to deal with it.
My sister Iris is still having trouble with our lack of food but if we had nothing we would
be dead right now.
But my life isnt horrible. I have a bestfriend. Woren. I normally call him Ren.
We meet in the woods alot. For our survival we have to hunt animals and trade it at the hob,
even though its illegal in our district.
Either way we end up having to kill animals, or we die of hunger.
Concequinses in district 12 are life threatening, If we were to be caught we would be shot on the spot.
But either way it would lead to death.
The people at the hob respect me.
They know how much I have gone through in my life and also the fact that im only 17 and its still possible for me to get chosen for the games.
(Oh right the games )
The games are what people sometimes refer to as a war. But normally people call it the hunger games. My sister and I have to go to the drawing . Its where they draw the names of which tributes are entering the hunger games. The games happen once a year.
But that means there is one day a year full of fear.
Only two people get picked per district. There are 12 districts which means 24 tributes will enter.
Katniss!
My thoughts were interrupted by sister.
I quickly walked to my small messy living room which was also my kitchen.
And there I spotted my sister Iris crying on the couch.
I ran to the couch and sat down next to her trying to comfort her.
I knew what this was about. The games. This was Iris's first year in the drawing and she was obviously not taking very it well.
Dont worry Iris... I slowely began. This is your first time you wont get picked.
She looked up at me and layed her head on my shoulder.
Katnis she sniffed. Sing me a song she quietly asked.
I took a deep breath and the words slowely poured out of me.
"Deep in the meadow'"
"under the willow" "A bed of grass" "A soft green pillow"
"Lay down your head and close your eyes"
" And when again they open the sun will rise"
Here its safe here its warm"
Here the daisies guard you from every harm"
"And here your dreams are sweet and tomorrow brings them true"
"Here is the place where I love you"
I quit singing in the middle of the song to give iris a quick kiss on the head
and then I grabbed my dads old leather coat and large black boots and headed out
of the house.
When I arrived at the woods I decided to practice my snares.
I set up some barbed wire around a tree and hooked a branch up to it.
As I was making my snare,
I heard a twig snap and turned around. There stood my bestfriend Woren.
Hey Ren I said Quietly.
Hey he responded.
I looked at his strong muscular arms and thanfully he didnt notice.
Ren was like my hunting buddy.
I pulled out my wooden carved bow and arrow and began to shoot at a dear.
For some reason Ren wasnt talking as much as he normally does today.
And I could tell by the look his face he was worried.
End of chapter 1
chapter 2 The drawing
