It was dark and silent. It was the last thing I could remember. I wake up covered in rubble and dust gasping for air. It's not over yet I find myself struggling for that last bit of oxygen that the fire surrounding me hasn't stolen. I find none and In desperate search of fresh air I instinctively start to crawl out of the rubble and out from the pile of bricks. The next sight I see is so gruesome I turn back around and make myself sick.

THREE HOURS EARLIER….

"Madge, dear can you bring me the cough syrup" my mom called weakly from her room.

"One second I'm extremely busy here!" I called back much louder. Katniss was running with Johanna the district 7 tribute. I didn't understand the guy from 3... What was his name? That's right Beetee. I didn't get his plan but I got that they were going to electrocute them or something. I hated watching the games and my parents rarely let me ever but since Katniss was a close friend I watched. It was grotesque and I had become near to sick multiple times. I don't know If I could have done that, been in the arena.

"Madge please some cough drops or something!" my mom was calling slightly louder. Since I knew she was in pain I brought some medicine and hurried back to the television set. The capitol people were using conciliatory voices and you knew that something above the normal games was happening and they were hiding something. Claudius Templesmith seemed off orient and a little sweaty. Only a district citizen would notice little things like that in the behavior of a capitol person though so I stayed tuned.

I waited and I couldn't believe that I almost drifted off into sleep. Thank god it had only been twenty minutes. I looked at the screen and obviously a lot had happened there was a blood bath around the rubber trees and I couldn't tell what was going on. Then I saw Katniss. She took her bow and shot the… The power just went out. Why and what happened? Is Katniss alive? I don't know but something happened. I'll just go to our town square and continue my constant prayers for her there. But when I stepped outside I realized that someone had shut it off.

The entire street was silent and doors peeped out was it a normal power outage that district 12 suffered most evenings or not? No. I couldn't have been, not during the games. We rarely ever had a power outage during the games and it wasn't really evening. At latest 4:00 p.m. It was stange and some were panicking. I wasn't sure how I should react right now because I didn't know what the circumstances were that I was dealing with.

My dad seemed to know what was happening because he came out of the house and he didn't usually come out of his office around this time.

"Get inside! Now, Madge take your mother you should be safe in the wash room get between a doorway or under a table quickly take cover." He yelled at me

"Why dad? What is happening out here?" I asked.

"Madge its gonna be alright just listen and keep your mother safe the capitol isn't happy right now and I don't know if they are going to spare us baby…"

The phrase he used "spare us" I knew it wasn't to be taken lightly. We were not going to make it through whatever was going to happen. I muttered I love you to my dad. It was barley but he kissed my forehead and squeezed me. I knew he probably had to go warn a close friend. My dad being the mayor was very well informed compared to the rest of us. I went to my mother nexrt and being ill it was hard to get her out of the bed.

We made our way to the door way and I noticed that everyone seemed to be migrating a certain way, towards the fence of the outlying district. That was probably a twenty minute run with the crowd right now, but as I half held m mother I didn't know if we could make it. I still don't know what is happening and it is aggravating me, but no one else knows either. Then saw it the hovercraft. Has it come to rescue us? I don't know my father has only been on the complex and expensive vehicles twice and I didn't know their main purpose but I had to hope for the best.

My mom and I made our way with the crowd but I kept my eyes on the incoming hovercraft. I notice that it was not descending then I saw the first bomb. It was dropping bombs! We started to pick up our pace to a fast jog but my mother was having a hard time keeping up even though she was leaning most of her frail body on me. We would not make it. The bomb fell a few streets back and the crowd knocked us over. I was being swarmed and crushed. I couldn't breathe or see. I managed to get us back up somehow and the second bomb fell. The hovercraft was almost directly above us.

The bomb landed exploding too close to us buildings fell people were screaming so loud I went temporarily deaf and I stopped seeing things then stopped feeling.

It was dark and silent. It was the last thing I could remember. I wake up covered in rubble and dust gasping for air. It's not over yet I find myself struggling for that last bit of oxygen that the fire surrounding me hasn't stolen. I find none and in desperate search of fresh air I instinctively start to crawl out of the rubble and out from the pile of bricks. The next sight I see is so gruesome I turn back around and make myself sick.

Bodies and fire surrounded me I don't know where I was. The place I once called home was unrecognizable and I couldn't tell if this was a horrid dream or not. I didn't want to believe what I was seeing. I couldn't help it but I broke into an uncontrollable sobbing attack. When I recovered because there were no more teas to be shed I dug. Where was my mom, and were there survivors? If there was me I couldn't have been the only one or could I have? My mom was nowhere to be found and judging by the bodies I see she wouldn't even be recognizable. The ash was still falling and I needed to see something good. I ran and ran until I couldn't run anymore and fell asleep in a place that looked virtually untouched for some reason. Other than the stench I could almost close my eyes and pretend it didn't happen.