I signed up to do Geth's 24 word challenge and this is the first of the 24 entries. This is my first fanfic ever! I hope everyone enjoys. Thanks to caisha702 for being so helpful!!! You are fantastic! Please read and review!

1. Reminder- Haymitch's POV

It's tough being me! A lot of people might laugh at me for saying this but it's true. Just because I'm a Hunger Games victor does not mean life is easy for me now. Waking up every morning knowing you are responsible for two young people is not an easy task, especially when it comes to the Hunger Games.

The Hunger Games has become my life ever since I won the 50th games. It's my job, my passion, and my enemy. It's probably the reason I started drinking!

I've watched dozens of tributes lose their lives with me as their mentor, around 46 or so. It makes me just want to quit everything and give up on life. Each dead tribute serves as a reminder to me of all of my failures.

My life is filled with reminders that I must murmur to myself everyday just to keep going. I remind myself that I am lucky to be alive. I remind myself that all of those innocent tributes from District 12 are in a better place now. I have to remind myself that it is not completely my fault.

The Capitol is the one to blame. Every single one of them is guilty and if thing's were my way, they'd be the ones in the arena fighting. They'll get what they deserve. Someone will step forward and stop this madness eventually.

I think back on all of the kids I've mentored. 46 of them, all dead. 46 failures I will never be able to cover up. I sigh deeply as I look back at the look on their faces moments before death. It's horrifying!

I look at my schedule which has my tributes for this year printed on it. Katniss Everdeen and Peeta Mellark. Looking at their names makes me feel slightly better as they are still alive. I remind myself that they still have hope.