I ran away from the house at full speed. Running was my specialty. I ran away from the blaring sirens as fast as I could while clutching the loaf of bread I had taken from the strange house. My fiery hair streamed behind me and I headed towards the woods. I stopped behind a tree and breathed lightly and slowly, waiting to hear the Peacekeeper's voices.
"Casablanca?" One of them said in a deep, sing-song voice. Casablanca was my full first name, and it annoyed me. I was named after some old movie. Most called me Cassie.
They started searching in the woods, I could hear their feet crunching the leaves. I dared not to move, or breathe.
"Gotcha!" One Peacekeeper grabbed my wrist while I was lost in my thoughts. I yelped in surprise as the other grabbed my other wrist. They wrestled me to the Justice Building where I awaited my sentence.
I was moved to a room with a few different Peacekeepers, and the Head Peacekeeper himself. They all started talking, trying to decide what to do with me.
"Maybe we could sell her hair." One said, pulling some of my red locks. I bit his hand.
"Oh no, not for this one. Avox, definitely Avox." The Head Peacekeeper said. I glared daggers at him, he smirked. I wasn't about to let him have all of the glory, I stuck my tongue out at him. A vein started plusing in his neck as he got up and hit me hard across the face. It took everything in me not to bite him.
They forced me into an operating room and put me under. When I woke up I had a strange empty feeling in my mouth. I then remember what happened.
My mouth ached as they forced me onto a train headed to the Capitol where I'd be sold to somebody who'd whip me every time I made a mistake. I pretended not to care when inside I was dying. I never even got to taste the bread I stole. Was my last thought as the train pulled