I have decided (since I have A LOT of free time) to write a story about a very great book. Haven't we all wondered what it would be like to be in Katniss' shoes?
Family
I climbed out my window and onto the roof. It was almost midnight and the rest of district 2 was asleep. It's our district's job to provide a militia for all of Panem, the land I live in. this means all of the city would be asleep because they have to be up at 6 in the morning for PMST, or Panem Military Strategic Training. My mother was in the militia. We, as in her, my two younger brothers, and I, used to live in district 7 where we would starve every single day. My mother was too old to take out a tesserae and I was too young at that time.
Six years ago, when I was only ten-years-old, district 2 started to recruit from other districts. My mother saw this as our only beacon of hope and joined. I had to leave all of my friends and family but it was worth it. The capitol feeds district 2 very well, considering we need strength to fight in case another revolution breaks out.
I refuse to let Col, my 15-year-old brother, take out any tesserae. If he ever got picked for the games he would die in an instant. He's always been the puniest one is his class. My other brother, Branighan, is only 4 so he's totally out of question when it comes to tesserae. The chosen ones, or tributes as we call them, are usually a gigantic list of things. These are: tall, muscular, heavy, smart, and well-trained to stay alive in the arena. Not all tributes are this way, mostly just tributes from our district plus districts 1 and 4. Col is smart, but not smart enough.
Why, do you ask, would a family from district 2, a district notorious for never going without, have to take out a tesserae? Well, because the capitol decides that even though they give us food, they do not give much food to recruits from other districts. Recruits don't get much of anything really. We live in a separate part of town called the Guard. They call it this because we're separated from the rich part of district 2 and out part is guarded. This leaves us in crappy little houses with little food. The very reasons we tried to get rid of by moving to a new district. But sadly, we can't run away from it.
The stars looked beautiful. I almost wished I had Ash with me. Usually at this time I'd sneak down the vines on the side of the house to go see him but tonight, I just wanted to be alone. His usual cheery demeanor would usually cheer me up, but not before a reaping. I couldn't imagine leaving my family and my boyfriend behind. I especially couldn't imagine Col taking out a tesserae. Even if it was just for a few years, anything that increases the chances of him getting chosen will get him chosen, him being the most unlucky person in the entire world.
Most of the kids my age in the district 2 are huge but not me. The windows in every house are small, about a foot by a foot and a half. Any of the other kids can't fit out these windows. It comes in handy to go see Ash. The front doors of the houses in the guard have an automatic locking system. At 10 o'clock the doors lock and you can't get in or out until 5 the next morning and if you're caught outside after 5 times you're killed, but they won't tell anyone how.
I've been outside after curfew once a week for the past year and I've never been caught once. The guards look for huge 200 pound kids lumbering around. I'm small. I barely break 120 pounds and I'm only 5'1. I can sneak around the guard without making a sound. The hard part is getting outside the fence. Ash is from district 2 we call them the towns or townies. I should sneak out tonight, the night before the reaping. But if I get chosen tomorrow, I don't want to spend my last night with him….it'll just make it harder from him when I get killed…
It's all up to me, Melody Harp. I will have my name in 20 times this year.
Yeah, I'll admit, this part is preeeeeetty boring. But hey, you need this information. The next chapter Melody becomes a super spy! :O