(hey guys! So this is my first fanfic, its based off of my character Catherine in the number one Hunger Games Roleplay here. Please R&R and no flames... )
Looking back, I had a pretty crappy start. Abusive mother, no father, my sister left. It all changed the day I volunteered. The only reason I volunteered was to save some pregnant bitch, I may wish she was dead but I could never wish that on a child, even an unborn one. It was the 125th Games, a quell year. We had to pick who went with us by name. We couldn't pick a random stranger. They gave me the list of names for who I could pick when I saw the one name I recognized, barely but I still recognized it. Once we arrived on the train I met my district partner, Xan, he seemed nice enough. By the times we went into the arena we were a couple. Then as I watched him die with tears streaming down my face, I realized he was the one person in my life who actually understood me. When my sister was still with us she knew me better than I knew myself. We were extremely close until my mother and father got a divorce. He left and took my sister with him, that was ten years ago, I was seven and she was eight. I haven't seen her since...
(I know this is short but I promise to update soon! ~Quinn)