As I walk down the street on that grey day I wondered what was going to happen next, the days are just too normal too busy and too strict it was almost as if the district knew something that I didn't know or somebody was keeping something from me. Then it happened the district was in chaos all I remember is a bang followed by more bangs and a earthquake or so I thought but when I looked up it was a waste land deserted with dead people all over the place now there was no more district 12. A few people were injured but only about 2-3 dozen max. I was injured and thought I was going to die it was sad I was only 8 and had plans for my life. As I dozed off thinking of death and try to say my thank you as my mom taught me to always be polite and thankful of what we had. That was impossible at that point I almost wanted to die as if that was possible. I started crying myself to death hoping everything was just normal as if that was possible. The next thing I knew was that I was being carried by two people with blood on their faces they saw me and said "it's okay little girl you are fine now go back to sleep" no I thought to myself where are my parents my sister but the pain in my leg was too strong as I dozed off I wanted too die how could I survive I was all by myself no food no house I didn't even know what happened. How was I going to survive I could barely even survive with my family? How am I alive? I kept thinking all of the possibilities but nothing was possible, capitol was so protective? I died in my mind but that was until I was about to get buried or so I thought.