We are quickly ushered into the justice building. The only building we once thought was nice. Now, I realise that it's just an empty building filled with memories. Memories of sorrow, broken families, and despair. An empty building that stands no purpose other than to watch us to go die and remind us what had, did, and will happen. A reminder to us of the Capitol's control of our lives. A building that takes us in, swishes us around in memories and then spits us off to the Capitol to die.

I walk into the building, Peacekeepers leading me a little more forcefully than needed. I'm placed in an empty room. Another room of the memories… Who knows how many have been in this room before? And how many of them are dead.

The room is richly decorated, with a dark polished wooden floor and dark green wallpaper. There are very detailed carvings along the skirtings, mostly of animal, from small rabbits and songbirds to large bears and wolves. The detail amazes me.

My thoughts are interrupted by a figure bursting through the door and swallowing me in hug. It's Grace. We break apart and I see the tears flowing down her face. It is too much for me, and I let the tears escape my face.

'Oh, Joy!' Grace cries, 'I'm so sorry! I-I should have done something, anything!'

'No. I wouldn't have let you. It would have been too hard for me,' I reply.

'Think of how I feel now,' she says.

We stay in our embrace, crying for a while. The shared need for each others comfort.

'Joy, take this,' she says, holding out her hand. 'It's my necklace.'

When we were born, we both were given sliver necklaces. Mine had a 'J' for Joy, hers a 'G' for Grace. We have never taken them off. The letters each have an emerald in them, to remind us that we are Greens. It is the only valuable thing I have ever owned.

I accept hers and slip mine off, giving it to her.

'Now you will never forget me, and I will not you. Always a bit of you with me forever,' I say.

'And you with me,' she says, touching her heart. 'And I won't need it. You're coming home.'

The desperation is clear in her voice. So I nod.

'Promise me,' she says, clamping her hands onto my own. My nod wasn't enough this time.

'Say it,' she tells me.

'I promise, I will do everything I can to come home,' I vow to her.

A Peacekeeper comes then, and tells her to leave. We share one more hug.

'I love you Joy' she says

"I love you Grace' i say.

Next in are my parents. My parents, who I love so much. Only then it hits me that this is my goodbye. Never again will I see father's beautiful eyes or hear his comforting voice. Never will I see Mum's smile or hear her beautiful singing voice.

I cry harder than before.

'I can't do it,' I sob, 'I don't stand a chance.' I say, crying into my father's hug.

'Yes you can, sweetie,' my father says. His voice gives me hope.

'We believe in you,' my mother says, 'You're so strong, you can do it.' With one of her beautiful smiles on her face.

'Just go along with their Games, okay?' fathers says, 'You just need to play their Games.'

I nod. Words are not needed. We sit in silence until my parents have to leave. I tell them how much I love them and they do the same. Not once do they cry, however, on the way out I see a tear slide down my mother's face.

I try to gather my composure. The Games have started. The Capitol loves a strong tribute. Weak ones, well, they never get far. So I calm my breathing and wait for 'Crimson' to get me.

I stand and look in the mirror to see my reflection betrays me. My eyes are red from crying. I sigh. Nothing I can do now. I just have to stay strong. And play the Games, my parents words running around my head.

The doors open to Crimson. I touch the 'G' on my necklace, my link to my family and District 7 before following him outside.

'Now remember, big, big smile!' he says, giving us a smile as if to show us what it is.

I walk out to be assaulted by flashes. Turning I stand and face the Capitol news crew. I stand tall, flashing the best winning smile I can muster. But on the inside I am screaming at them. It's their fault I'm here. The Capitol with their stick entertainment.

Onwards to walk, smiling and waving to them. I turn and face the train, taking a breath and whispering a goodbye to my home. My Seven. And step onto the train.

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