An/ hello nonexistent audience sorry I took so long for a new update, yeah I don't update regularly, but i might update more during the school year if that makes any sense
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The short trip to the train seemed to drag out forever. Maybe it was that I knew in my heart that I would never walk down these streets again, or maybe it was that each step I took brought me farther from my loved ones and closer to certain death. Every second hurt me; every part of my being ached for me to turn and run back home to safety. But I didn't, instead I followed Lunica's lead as we walked through the crowd of reporters to the train.
The initial speed of the train mixed with the magnitude of the place took my breath away. It looked like a place straight from a dream filled with food, happiness, and safety. A place I dreamt about on cold empty nights. A place I hadn't dreamt about since I was still a girl filled with innocence.
Innocence.
That word hasn't been able to describe me since my youngest sister, Willow, was born four years ago. Since then I've had to work my small hands raw gathering and climbing to help make enough to feed my siblings. I was brought into the present when Lunica made a small irritable noise and motioned for me to follow her down the hall.
She showed my district partner, Thresh, and I to our quarters. After she had gone, I collapsed onto the bed shedding all the tears I had left. As I wiped away the last of my tears, Lunica's voice carried down the hall calling for dinner. I collected myself and walked into a room with more food then I had ever seen at one time. That night I ate as much as my small body could hold, and then proceeded to watch the reapings.
As I watched my would-be competitors stand on the stage I grew more and more fearful. Not another single tribute was my as small as I was. They were all larger, older, and stronger than I would ever be. I tried to do what our mentor, Glade, said and analyze the competition. The careers looked intense and strong as always and the rest of the tributes seemed to blend together.
All except for one girl from district 12. She did the unthinkable and volunteered for her sister. Her sister, Prim, looked about my age and just as small. This girl, Katniss, had a spark in her eyes, no more than that a fire. She looked strong and confident, even though she was facing almost certain death. In fact she was so strong and confident looking, that I was convinced that she could survive this.
Then when they showed them by the train I saw it. A flash of gold. As they zoomed in on her blank, unfeeling face i saw her pin. It was a mockingjay, flying through the blue of her dress. The mockingjay has always been my friend since i was a child dancing by the house. It seemed like a fate, the girl brave enough to risk her life for her small sister, was wearing a mockingjay.
It was then I resolved to watch the girl with the fire in her eyes.
AN/ anyone reading this if so please review, thanks. see you sometime in the near future (maybe)
