I was not born into a pleasant life. I was born into a world of destruction and torture, into an area where starvation was a daily occurrence. Where everyday you had to nervously pace around your house, wondering whose life had been sucked away today. But of course, others will tell you differently. Peacemakers will inform you over the great unity we have established, of how all Panem stands for balance and equality. That's the lecture you will receive, the thoughts you will have brainwashed into your innocent mind. And you believe them, as you enjoy your endless buffet of food, your perfectly tailored blouses. Panem seems like the land of dreams for you, but you haven't stepped one foot from the Capitol. None of you can imagine what its like, your life on the line, worked to the bone everyday just to survive. None of you, have ever known the torture of what's its like, to live in District 11.