Hey guy`s ,this is the final chapter of BOOK 1:KERI (keri`s side of the story),so enjoy yourselfes,it`s really long,so it should keep you busy and entertained (and also keep you out of trouble(jking(=p).
i have to admit i was listening to the catching fire sound track,while i was typing this up,so if it suck`s don`t be mean about it and i also have a little advice to the people who are just starting out,if you listen to the right music for the story you`ll ace it,just think of the emotion of the story andfind the perfect music for it.
i`m listening to the catching fire sound track and i think i`m acing the story so far.
shout outs to all of my friends on fan fic ,my bestie 18lizzie18 it`s her birthday on the 18th of june so send her a message on reviews or pm her,and also a shoutout to all my friends at Ricards and my familia as well.
anyway i shall not bore you any longer,so here we go.
READ ON!"!

chapter7...

we trek through the meadow,keeping out of sight of any peacekeepers.
i stop to listen for the hum of the electricity in the wire fence,silent as a grave yard.
we scramble through a hole in the flimsy barbed wire,it was put up to keep predators out of district 12.
the soft breeze,blows softly through the tree`s,a soft rustle of whispers.
i spot the tyre swing and smile,the memories come swirling back.
the day`s spent in the meadow with tom ,swinging from that tree,scaling that tree,it holds alot of precious memories,to someone else it may just look like a creaky old tree with a dirty old piece of rope,but to me and tom it`s home.
it was also where we first met.

when i was alot younger ,i used to go hunting with my dad for game,like wild turkey,rabbit and squirell.
after dad died , i met tom,his dad had died in the same mine blast that my dad had.
from then on we stayed close to each other,whenever we shot game,we would sell it to the baker,butcher and madeline,the old woman with the kind face.
in the winter monthes few people have the courage to sneak under the fence and venture out for a little food fro their families.
i look over at tom his face is scowling,i look away and think of the day`s before i was reaped,the carefree days.
i look back at him and he`s watching me,i know he`s thinking the same thing,because his face darkens and he looks away.
i think of the arguement we had the other day in the woods,a tear trickles down my cheeck and i brush it away.
everything was so easy back then,there was more time and we got along better.

we sit in the green grass ,eatting the bread with goat cheese spread on it ,i feel the warm sunlight on my back as i lean down to inspect the daisy chain i`m weaving.
i look up surveying the scene from the nook in the rock,that we had made as a hide out.
from this place we are invisible,but have a clear view of the valley
which is teeming with summer life,green`s to gather,root`s to dig,fish iridescent in the sunlight.
the day is glorious,with a blue sky and a soft breeze.
"we could do it you know",tom say`s quietly.
"what?"i ask.
"leave the in the wood`s.
you and i,we could make it",say`s tom.
i dont know how to respond to this,the idea is proposterous.
"if we did`nt have so many kid`s",he add`s quickly.
they`re not our kid`s ,of course,but they might aswell be.
tom`s two little brother`s and a sister.
you may aswell throw in our mothers,too,because how would they live without us?
who would fill those mouths that are alway`s asking for more?
with both of us hunting daily,there are still night`s when game has to be swapped for lard or shoelaces or wool,
still night`s when we go to bed with our stomachs growling.
"i never want to have kid`s",i say.
"i i did`nt live here",say`s tom.
"but you do",i say irritated.
"forget it",he snap`s back.
the conversation feel`s all wrong.
leave?
how could i leave libi.
mother would leave and she would let libi starve away,why would he ever think of leaving.
and if we ever did go,would i still say no to having kid`s.
tom lean`s in and presses a kiss to my mouth,i kiss him back.
i think he may have just admitted his feelings for me.
"i don`t know if i`ll ever leave"i say gently.

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i snap out of the flash back and look ahead of me,dan`s hand slip`s into mine,i don`t look at him because then he`ll see the tears.
everything was so simple before i got reaped for the shadow games.
the shadow games was introduced many tear`s ago,before i was born.

it was after the fall of district 13,who rebelled against the capitol,they were obliterated,after that they introduced the shadow games,to teach us a lesson of not repeating what happened many years ago.
we learnt about them in the district school,every year,every single year.
a boy and a girl tribute were picked from each district and sent to the capitol to be trained and prettied up,then they were locked in the arena for a few weeks.
left to kill eacgh other until one of them was left standing then they would be crowned the winner.
the winner`s districts would showered money and gift`s,mainly food.
last year me and dan won,we were sent back in to the arena ,for the quarter quell .
i broke out,the rebel`s rescued dan and me,the capitol are currently looing for the both of us.
waiting for the chance to torcher us for rebel information that we dont even know,cos half the time the rebel`s never even bother to clue us into what`s going on.
there`s no way of getting away from the rebel`s,capitol or the shadow games.
it`s just one big snow globe in my head.

i am the mockingjay
the one that escaped
despite the capitol`s plans
the symbol of rebellion
and the symbol of hope.

we`re trekking through the lake now.
i`ve managed to shoot some small fish with my bow and arrow,and tom has managed to gather strawberries.
we have these as snack`s.
my leg`s are getting tired and i keep on stumbling,dan draws an arm around me , pick`s me up and lug`s me over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes.
but we are all feeling so tired,it`s a stroke of luck when aneisha say`s.
"hey look over there",she whispers,pointing over tom`s shoulder.
we turn around and peer through the tree`s.
i'm squinting trying to make out what it is,all i see is pitch black darkness,that`s how tired i am.
i cant even keep my eye`s open and even stand on my own two feet.
dan carrie`s me over to the thing that turn`s out to be a train and stand`s me up against the wall of it supporting me with one arm.
aneisha and tom sneak behind the peace keepers and we creep onto the train,and hide.
the train is filled with prissy,little piece`s of furniture with tassel`s
my back slide`s down the wall and i land down on the plush carpet,my hand`s sinking into the soft wool,thick enough to lose a dime in.
dan sit`s down next to me,lacing his finger`s with mine,i lay my head onto his shoulder and close my eye`s.
at some point i fall asleep,cos the next thing i know,i`m being shaken awake.
i look around me,the whole carriage is shrouded in darkness,then i suddenly realise that it is night fall.

i stand up stretching and yawn,dan take`s my hand and lead`s me onto the platform.
the icy wind`s cut through me like a hot knife through butter,i instantly start to shiver.
dan suggest`s that we change into some disguises,to cover up our combat weapon`s and our MI 9 uniform.
a few minute`s later we step back onto the platform,covered in fur coats and funny shoe`s with pointy toes.
we travel up the escalator`s and emerge onto the busy capitol street,taking in the packed shop`s and bright light`s.
across the city square is the church.
we hurry trying to not look suspicous.
i suddenly catch sight of what look like a group of peace-keeper`s and KORP`S guards and we shrink into the shadows.
we sneak round to the back of the church,ducking under the ledge of the window.
the handle is too high for me to reach,i point this out to the others,dan lift`s me onto his shoulders and i jump onto the ledge.
i yank the handle and open the window silently and i jump inside,dan follow`s after me and jumps down next to me.
the place is lit with candle`s ,making the church look sinister and misleading,dan`s finger`s slide into mine,i look over at him and see he`s pale and shaking.
i know what he`s thinking,this is reminding him of the shadow games,i give his hand a reassuring squeez.
i suddenly hear a wailing cry coming from the door to my right,i walk over to the door and push it open.
there are burning torches on the walls.
i climb down the step`s,dan behind me.
then i suddenly spot him,a five year old boy with auburn hair and brown eye`s that are swimming with tears,he is so tiny.
i look around then run over to the cell,he look`s up startled,then his face relaxes as he takes in my features.
"hello justin",i whisper looking down at him sadly.
dan start`s fidgeting with the lock`s ,then the cell door swing`s open and i run inside,scooping him up in my arm`s,he cuddle`s into my warmth.
this is probably the first bit of affection he`s had,since his mum died.
we suddenly hear heavy footfall`s on the stair`s and i know it`s the guard.

we run into the dense,dark shadow`s.
the guard turn`s to view the cell,then suddenly realises justin is`nt there.
i hand justin over as dan make`s to walk up the step`s.
he drag`s my arm and look`s down at me,i look back up at him and mouth "leave me,i`ll be out soon".
he look`s down at me then raises the three finger`s on his right hand and presses them to his mouth,i give him a sad smile.
he turn`s and jog`s up the stairs,i turn to look at the guard who is still searching for justin,i step out of the shadows and he spot`s me.
he tries to fight me but i`m too fast for him.
he finally give`s up and pull`s out a metal rod.
before i know it,the raw electricity is coursing through my vein`s.
i fall to the ground,a strangled scream escape`s my mouth,it`s too late for dan to rescue me from this,i`m on my own.
i cant move,the pain has paralysed me,i`m still screaming.
the heat,i can feel the flame`s licking my skin,but it does`nt hurt me.

keri ,
the girl who was on fire
the mockingjay
the one that escaped
despite the capitol`s plans
the symbol of rebellion
and the symbol of hope.

the place is falling in on itself,then the ceiling crashes inwards and suddenly a claw extends and i suddenly feel myself being lifted upwards.
i turn my head and look into the cold darkness of the hovercraft.
i`m too far away from dan and tom,it`s too late,no one can help me now.
the brightness of the light`s blinds me,i try and focus and find myself staring into the eye`s of the crime minister.
she look`s down at me sorrowly ,then slide`s her hand over my eye`s,closing them.
under me,the world is exploading into flames.
i may aswell be pronounced dead.

END OF BOOK 1