Change. Who ever knows if it's for better or for worse? It never is for everybody. Some one wins and someone looses, that's how it always is.
Katniss Everdeen certainly is convinced hers is for the better. After all, the districts finally receive their freedom after 75 years of oppression from the Capitol. Not just the President nor the Gamemakers, but every piece of the Capitol has stood in the way of their freedom. Even I, just an average Capitol girl, am a criminal, an enemy to the new government. I am and always was standing in the way of every tribute, and every district citizen. Every death caused in the games was my fault, my brother's fault, my parent's fault.
I was born this way, in the Capitol, surrounded by riches, food, and extravagant clothes. I've never gone to bed hungry, or worked a single day in my life. Just like Katniss Everdeen had no option to be born to a poor family in District 12, I didn't decide to be pampered. Katniss never chose to be reaped for the Games or the Quell, and neither did I. What option do I have other than to walk into that arena with my head held high? There is nothing I can do but slaughter my friends, people I've grown up with. None of us know how to use weapons properly, so it won't be a very interesting show. I'm starting to believe that they don't want interesting; they want revenge. They don't care about angst, romance, or action. They care about blood- ours. They don't care about how it's spilt, as long as it is. I'm going to be one of the first to go, and I don't mind, because I don't want to live in the Rebel's fantasy world. Because, really, there is no change at all. It's a transfer of power. The Capitol was on top for some time, and now the Districts are.
Katniss Everdeen never promised to leave the Capitol citizens alone after the Games. Who knows what could happen? We could be tortured for information or prosecuted and thrown into jails. Maybe Katniss has a soft spot, and none of those things will happen. Any way it works out, my people will be treated like second-class citizens. The districts will raise their children with the same prejudice they've always had. They were second-class, now we are. It's a cycle. Maybe one day, we'll all be equal, but it's not likely. A ignorant descendent of a Capitol citizen will command 'justice', but really just destroy the new government. Then, the cycle will repeat itself, and no one will ever know true peace. Nothing ever changes, but we all sit and convince ourselves that it did, because we need some hope.
Well, Katniss? It looks like we're the same, whether we like it or not. The cycle is repeating itself. And I'm going to melt into it, because what else can I do? I don't want to be part of your change, but what choice do I have? I'm a lucky one who goes before the good part. I'm an insignificant piece of your Capitol bloodbath, but I like to think I stand for something more. I stand for generations of born criminals, people who were put on earth for no purpose than to be your play toys. If you think about it Katniss, what are we even fighting for? And who are we fighting against? Next time, remember who the real enemy is, and who's really standing in your way.
