The Rebellion, The Rebellion Failed. District Twelve Destroyed. The oppression carries on.
I am Katniss Everdeen, the last Victor of my district and the Mockingjay. Both these titles are stained with the death I have caused.
My best friend, my sister and my lover died for me, Peeta died when we finally reached Snow's mansion, a gun was shot in my direction from a Peacekeeper. He got in the way to save me, he told me to keep going, I couldn't, and he died in my arms.
My sister died helping the children of the Capitol in the barricade, she was 13 years old. I went in her place in the Hunger Games, I went to war to protect her, despite what I did to save her, she was born to die, born to be part of the driving force of the Rebellion.
Gale was publicly executed for being part of the Rebellion against the Capitol as an example to the rest of Panem. I remember his last words:
'The Mockingjay will fly again'
He thought there would be another rebellion; we all hope there will be.
The Games are worse, now there were two failed Rebellions, that means two male and female tributes, four to die young. They have stopped the Career training in District One and Two; they have the same chance as the other tributes now. The age range is now 10-19, and being a victor doesn't mean you can't be re-entered now, I could have to go in a third time. My name is now in the bowl more than anyones, because I sparked the rebellion. The Capitol wants me to go back in, I have to live in District 11, so the Capitol can watch me break. I won't break, not ever.