The Peace Games

Staring out of my window; I look down to see the streets covered with ashes, dead bodies lining the paths. Everything had happened so fast, my grandfather died but to be honest with you I didn't like him that much, I despised him actually. He hosted the Hunger Games, I found it sick how he made them fight to the death, it was sick really, the whole capitol loving it and all.

I run my hand along my wardrobe, I had many fabulous dresses in there, not everything was bad about the capitol they had a wonderful sense of style but not many of the districts think so, I guess they just don't see the true passion behind it.

Openning my wardrobe taking a light blue dress out; a floral pattern was lining the bottom of it. I changed into it, picking matching white shoes with floral patterns on it as well. It was by the same dress maker as Katniss had, he was truly a great maker of clothes and he life should of been spared, he was forced to make dresses and clothes for me before his death not long after the start of the 75th Hunger Games.

Walking over to my door, closing my wardrobe as I do so, there was a meeting going on the streets of the capitol, everyone had to attend, including the children which didn't happen very much as they hated to worry us with things that were happening.

I walk down the stairs to find my mum and dad sitting beside the table eating a full English breakfast, a meal left there for my breakfast. I walk over to the table and sit down, nodding my head in greeting to my parents.

My dad stared down, his eyes focused on nothing, he dearly missed his father they had not been the closest but he cared for them and he was his dad after all. He did like the Hunger Games it kept this kind of war from not happening until Katniss Everdeen showed up but he realised how different life it now and how much better it is having all of the districts come together as one.

I began to eat dinner as my mum kneels down behind me to style my hair in its usual bun at the top of my head. When she has finished I have long before finished my breakfast, I get to my feet and go to the corner of the room to find a jacket, a long blue jacket is hanging there to match my floral pattern (it is knitted.)

Openning the door and walk down the street, the summer sun rising up in the sky. My parents walk behind me whispering constantly looking over at me tears streaming down there face. Why were they so upset? Last night they cried as they came to put me to bed. Maybe something happened when they had a parent only meeting?

Walking into the clearing, many parents and their children were standing there some of their faces were filled with relieve while others were in tears and their children looking back blankly at them as I am with my parents.

Suddenly a loud horn sounded and a figure walked out into the middle of the crowd onto a platform with a microphone. Katniss Everdeen stood there, her hair in her usual plat staring over us, pride soaring through her heart with pride of uniting the districts finally together.

"Adults and children of the city" her voice boomed through the microphone. "there was bad times between the districts which now no longer exist we are one big country, no one is to treated differently because they come from a different district and as always if you have a problem with that you can come and see me."

I huddled closer to my mother, my hands gripping hers while our queen was speaking, we didn't want the old fashioned name for the leader so we came up with the word queen and Katniss seemed to like it very much.

"I have gathered you all here today for some important news, the parents have been already told about this situation, some may agree with what I am about to say but others may be truly against it. What I am about to say is to end all of the horror that was behind us, but show them what we felt and what we went through"

Gulping I clutched my mother's hand even tighter. "So I announce the 76th Hungergames or also known as the peace games, the games that will shadow what had happened all these years and the children who ran the games or even grandchildren for that matter will compete in a final conclusion of the Hungergames. But there will be no disasters but just the children in combat. This year I also announce that two people will be able to leave the hunger games together like me and Peeta did those so many years ago. The parents of the chosen children may take them home and talk to them and get them ready, a horse drawn wagon will be waiting for then at 6pm that will be all." She turned away leaving the children stiff with horror.

My heart beats fast under my chest, my eyes scanning over the groups of children. 24 of us here will be in that arena and it could be me... most likely me, I am the granddaughter of Snow, I will have no chance in that arena. It might not me though, what if it is one of my best friends? My parents motion me to our house, silence in our every step closer. All I can do is wait and see what will happen.