Hi, someoneorother123 here. This is my new story, its going to be one-shots from different characters points of view. This first one is Rue. If you read this please please review as I don't see the point of updating stories no one reads. I hope you enjoy it.

Rue

One night, years ago. A little girl was born to two poor citizens of District 11, those were my parents. At the time my birth was no big deal, I was just another girl.

I remember growing up poor and hungry, giving away food to my little sisters a lot of the time. But I was happy and that was all that mattered to me. I had my five little sisters to love and care for, I had plenty of friends to play with. And I was happy.

That was until I learnt about the Capitol and the Hunger Games. Until then I thought everyone in Panem lived like us, poor. And I didn't understand anything when I watched the reaping, I thought they were just being chosen to go on a television show.

I remember the day I learnt about the Hunger Games. My parents sat me down and talked to me about it, I soon as I learnt that children were forced to kill each other, I ran outside and threw up. I realised that one day, I could very well have to do that. I didn't know how right I was.

I remember the day of my first reaping. I was extremely nervous, I didn't sleep the night before. I could be reaped, I could be picked to die.

I remember telling myself that I was being stupid, my name was only in the reaping bowl nine times and there were thousands of slips to pick. I tried to calm myself down but it didnt work. I was too nervous, and I had a very good reason too.

I remember when the escort called my name. I stood there shocked and not believing what she had said. Everyone was staring at me and I was terrified. I remember thinking "Why me? Why not one of the other hundreds of girls?". The district didn't think much about me, I was just another tribute.

I remember the goodbyes. Everyone crying even though only half of my sisters actually knew what was going on. The others were just as ignorant as I had been, so many years ago. I was scared and still hadn't comprehended what had happenned.

I remember watching the reaping recap on the train. I was terrified seeing all the other tributes, so much bigger and older than me. Especially massive careers from 1, 2 and 4, but every other tribute was bigger than me. I remember watching another 12 year-old girl get reaped from District 12, I watched as her older sister volunteered for her. Why couldn't someone have volunteered for me?

I remember thinking that that girl must have been very, very brave. Maybe she could help me, just as she helped her sister. I watched her on the chariot rides, she looked so beautiful and brave wearing her magnificent dress of fire. I wondered if it was real fire.

I remember training, I had no idea what I was meant to do. I was only good at using a slingshot, but nothing else. The trainer said that I was an excellent climber, I used to climb the tallest trees back in District 11. Everyday I would watch the girl from 12, Katniss, I found out her name was.

I remember watching the training scores. Seeing the 10's and 9's that the careers got only worsened my fear for the games. I remember being extremely shocked by my 7 but not shocked by Thresh's 9. I was also shocked by the boy from 12's 8. And of course the Katniss' 11. How was that even possible?

I remember my interview, I was dressed in a blue dress that made me look like a bird. The interviewer, Caesar Flickerman, was very nice to me. He definitely helped me in my interview. Katniss was wearing flames again, everyone was calling her The Girl on Fire. I wondered if anyone would call me that.

I remember being shocked when Peeta from 12 announced that he was in love with Katniss, I also wondered why he said that. If I was in love with someone I wouldn't announce it too the whole of Panem.

I remember not sleeping the night before the games. I was petrified about what was going to happen to me the next day. I remember how nervous I was in the morning, I cried before I entered my capsule.

I remember that the next events seemed like a dream too me, I had no idea what was going on, I just ran as fast as I could. I remember being shocked by the 11 deaths that happenned, so many people dead already. I remember being happy that I wasn't among them.

I remember staying in the trees for the next few days, not daring to touch the ground where the careers were. I remember the fire, I ran as fast as I could, but I still got burnt. I remember watching the careers chase Katniss up a tree. I remember trying to think of a way to save her.

I remember spotting the Tracker Jacker nest near Katniss, she could use that to kill the careers. I contemplated whether I should tell her or not, she could get killed if that happenned and could I be responsible for people dying?

I remember finally making the decision to tell her before leaving quickly. I remember the screams that filled the air that day. The screams I was responsible for.

I remember finding Katniss, lying on the ground unconscious. I saw that she had been bitten by the Tracker Jackers, that she might die. I found the leaves that we used back home, to relieve stings from Tracker Jackers.

I remember when she finally woke up, after three days. I hid so she wouldn't find me, she might kill me. She did find me.

I remember being shocked when she asked me to become her ally. Why would anyone, want a scared, little, 12 year-old as there ally? Especially someone as brave and powerful as Katniss. She could even match the careers.

I remember her telling me about her plan to blow up the careers supplies. At first I didn't want to do it, I was too scared to. I eventually decided to do it, I didn't have anything to lose. I was going to die anyway.

I remember lighting the fires and hearing the careers come after me. I remember being scared as I ran through the forest, hoping Katniss was going to blow up the food. I remember the loud explosion and the cannon that soon followed. I remember being scared, was Katniss dead?

I remember getting trapped in that net. It just sprung up from nowhere, I yelled for Katniss hoping she'd come and rescue me. I remember seeing a boy move through the trees armed with a spear, I was scared. Was I going to die?

I remember the relief I felt when Katniss finally arrive. I was relieved that she was alive and relieved that she was going to save me. I was the happiest I'd been when she finally cut me out. She was the closest thing to an older sister I'd ever have.

I remember the pain I felt when the spear entered my body. At first I didn't know what was going on, I was so overwhelmed by the pain. I remember hearing a cannon and wondering if I was dead.

I remember Katniss putting her bow away, looking shocked when she saw me. I remember he crying as she knelt down next to me. We both knew I was going to die. So I asked her to sing.

I remember her singing a beautiful lullaby, about meadows and willows. I wished that I could be in that meadow, with Katniss and my family. Safe from all the horrors of the world.

I remember everything going black.

That was the last thing I remembered before I died, I also remember that I wanted others to remember me. To remember that I wasnt just another girl or just another tribute. That I was something much more than that.

I didn't know that I had sparked a rebellion, I didn't know that Katniss has covered me in flowers and given me a proper burial. If I had I know I would've been very happy.

I didn't know that Katniss went on the win the games, I didn't know that she went on to create a new world, one where the Hunger Games didn't exist, one where my sisters could be safe.

One like the meadow in her song.