Ok this is my first story! Don't be so mean please. I hope you like it and I will keep writing this story. Thank you for reading.
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Prim's POV
Cold air blowing across my face causes me to open my eyes. I awaken to tributes fighting each other all around me. Blood and screams are being spread everywhere. I get up and make a run for it only to be stop by a giant with dark skin and blood on his hands. I look straight in to his cold golden brown was a girl's reflection in his eyes. She had scars around her face and pale damaged skin. She looked helpless. The girl was me. Suddenly I can't breath then he takes his bloody spear and throws it at me…
My eyes open to Katniss lying next to me asleep. As I wipe the tears from my eyes I tell myself it was just a dream, nothing but a bad dream. But what if it wasn't just a dream, but my future in the arena.
No. Only one of those thousands of slips has Primrose Everdeen on it…but twenty have Katniss on them.
I breathe in deeply once, get out of bed and find some of lady's my goat, cheese. Once I find it I leave it out so katniss can find it before she goes off hunting with Gale. Then I start thinking about what would happen to katniss if Gale was chosen at the reaping today. She would be a mess, losing her best friend to the games just like that. Then I wonder if friend is the right word to describe their relationship. Everyone thought they would be married one day with kids, but I hope it doesn't happen. Nothing is wrong with Gale he's a great guy but I couldn't see her ending up with a guy like him. They are just to much alike. They could be brother and sister.
Instead of climbing back into bed with my sister I decide to talk a little walk outside, maybe the fresh air is what I need. I hope it was raining, I love the rain. I throw on my blue coat, put some shoes and walked out the door. Once I stepped outside the cold air hit me hard. I didn't think it would be this cold or I would have changed out of my nightgown. Hmm its not raining, disappointment. Without thinking twice about the cold I shut the door and walk down the street.
My dream really scared me. It all happened so fast I don't remember much about it besides the basics. As my feet kept moving forward I thought really hard about my dream and tried to remember every detail. Don't know why it was so important. I kept thinking and thinking about it but all remembered was the boy with the spear.
A bright light hits my face causing me to look up from my feet. I stop walking when I realize the light is coming from the bakery. Wow how long was I walking for? I'd better get back home before Katniss wakes up and has a panic attack. I'm about to turn and head home when I notice Peeta, the baker's son is siting at the table with this scared look in his eyes. He's just starting at the table with his hands in his blonde hair. Now I don't know much about Peeta expect that he's in my sister's age and is the baker's son but there's something about him that, I'm not sure what but there's something.
I turn around and being to speed walk home. On the way I don't think about my dream. I don't think about the arena. I don't think about the deaths. I don't think about katniss being chosen. I don't think about me being chosen. I don't even think about the reaping. I think about going to sleep in my mother's cozy, warm, safe bed.
Short I know. Review please! :D