Disclaimer: I don't own the Hunger Games
Decisions…
Decisions are a serious matter. They cannot be made without careful consideration and they cannot be judged without knowing all the facts. Of course, some decisions are made without thinking while others are planned out with precision. However.
Once you make a decision, it is irreversible…
Katniss Everdeen, I thought to myself, what have you done? I just saw her on TV, shooting the arrow into the force field and frying it. That was the last time I ever say my only friend before the Capitol's emblem is displayed on the screen. She's as good as dead now.
But this is the Capitol we're talking about, they're not going to stop with just the life of one petty little girl. Her actions are rebellious and are considered treason by the Capitol. The last time anyone did such a thing, it was District 13 and we all know how that went down…
Oh no, dear god no.
The realization of what lies ahead hits me like a fast-moving train. We're all going to die.
Despair hangs heavy in the air. No one speaks a word about it and acts like it's nothing. I vaguely remember my father telling everyone to go home but I'm just too numb to feel anything else.
It's strange, there's no fear or anger. I just feel, well, nothing. The impending doom does not make me cry or cringe in a corner, screaming. Instead I just look out the window, praying that at least some of us will survive.
"Madge? Are you alright sweetie?"
"Yes mother, I'm fine," I say in a flat tone. She smiles back at me, weakly. The pain and anguish visible in her eyes.
"Madge, why don't you come here and keep us company?" There's a pleading tone in my father's voice as he says that. He's standing in front of my mother, holding her hands, by the bed.
I nod curtly as it may be the last polite thing I do and walk towards them. I manage to catch a glimpse of the dark clouds approaching our District from the distance. It's the Capitol, there's no mistaking them.
We embrace each other in a tight hug. The three of us stood there in blissful silence. The calm before the storm, as they say. I felt a slight tremor and the room shakes. As it continues shaking, I feel the wetness from my mother's tears on my shoulder.
"It's okay, everything is going to be okay," I try to tell her but even I'm shedding a tear now. The whole house shakes violently and faint screams of people are heard through the window. Katniss Everdeen, I thought to myself, I hope you don't regret this.
Burning flesh and pillars of smoke. Those, are my final memories.
Decisions that are made are irreversible and we will have to live with the consequences forever, even if it hurts us the most…