I sigh as I look around at the ruble around me, what used to be such a warm home. I am standing in what used to be the bedroom me and my sister shared. I am in the house that I grew up in district 12. It was destroyed by the capital. In fact almost all of district 12 was destroyed except where I live now Victors Village. Kinda like a slap in the face. The Capital, what used to rule what came to be of North America after a war the almost destroyed the world. The Capital who sent me to what will haunt me forever the hunger games. Who manipulated me by taking the boy I care about so much, Peeta and torturing him just to cause me pain. The Capital who forced me to rebel against it, to lead a nation against it. The Rebellion that I led caused the loss of many people I loved including the only person I was certain I loved my little sister Prim. Those made me lose my friend, love, and greatest ally. Of course he is still here but I can never forgive him for what he did…..