The Tributes Parade is close. We're already in the Capitol, the Parade is next. Other than stylists changing our looks, for us to try and 'Make an impression'. I can't hesistate that the Capitol is a rich and beautiful place, to even live in, but also within that its a dark, cruel, evil location, that just wants kids to kill each other for entertainment. I hate it.
Matt looks at me as if we were thinking the same thing, since he nods ever so slightly. I sigh, hoping for the whole games to be over as soon as possible. I have never seen a day without scared people back in the district. Or maybe frightened tributes, they didn't expect for themselves to be picked, but they do know that anything can happen.
The odds aren't certainly in my favour.
But the Tribute Parade is basically, well, a Parade! You dress up to represent your district, in apparent honour, you also get to meet the other tributes. Please be a quick ceremony, I do not wish to have the fact I may die be rubbed in my face. I doubt I'll live any ways. Again, I'm going to try and protect Matt, and the girl from District 1. Almost time for the Parade.
Happy Hunger Games, Not.