Chapter 11- Into the Past part 2
I follow myself, as crazy as that sounds, downstairs to the dining room. She sits down glaring at her mother and father.
"Katniss, it's not nice to stare. And close your mouth, you'll catch flies." My mother tells me
All the food is on the middle of the table and everyone has to pass it back and forth to each other. I sigh remembering what it was like when I was younger going through all of this. It was my own personal hell.
"Mom, Dad. I have to ask you something," She says
"What is it Katniss?"
"Is it true that your selling that little girl, Rue?" She gets straight to the point
"Why is that any of your concern?"
"Because I think that its evil to sell a child in the first place! You are taking her away from her family. What is wrong with you two?"
"They aren't even human Katniss, I don't know why you even care about those people. They aren't special and they will never be," My mother snarls
"Oh be quiet mother! You sound ridiculous right now. Everyone is human, you just follow behind everyone so you can be like everybody else. Well mother I'm sorry to say that I'm ashamed of you and what you believe in. I can't believe you are willing to sell a girl, and let her be away from her family. You sicken me."
"You will not speak to your mother in that manner, girl!" Dad yells
"Oh you be quiet also father! You follow behind everyone too. You hang out with your 'friends' and drink beer and curse the slaves. I can't stand either of you," She huffs and moves away from the table.
"Katniss get back here!" My mother yells
"No just leave me alone. I'm tired of this damn house and this lifestyle," She walks up the stairs and slams the door.
"Come on Peeta," I say tugging on his shoulders. Instead of leading him back to my old room, I lead him outside.
"Why are we going outside?" Peeta asks
"So you can see why I hated this day so much,"
We sit down right on the field and see this carriage pull up. A man walks out and knocks on the front door. In the corner of my eye, I see myself climbing out of the window.
I sigh. It's not fun watching this part.
My mother answers the door and smiles. She points in a direction towards the slaves. The man nods his head and starts walking towards the slaves,searching for someone. My mother follows behind him. Finally they find who they are looking for. Rue.
The man grabs her by the arm and Rue's mother starts crying. Rue is really calm right now but I see a tear roll down her face. He's leading her back to the carriage. Then, myself, runs up to the man and starts kicking him and fighting him. My mother looks horrified but the man just throws Rue to the side and slaps me. Hard.
I remember that feeling, it still lingers on my face after so many years. I turn around for the rest of the scene because I hate looking at this.
"Lets leave now, I can't watch anymore," I tell Peeta
And with that we leave to go back home.
Hey guys! I finally have a chapter for you guys instead of an update :P. So I hope you enjoyed this chapter it was kinda hard for me to write it because of the whole slavery stuff and that was what half of my ancestors went through. I say half of my ancestors because I'm mixed and I have white people in my family since like the mid 1800s. I looked it up and stuff lol. I'm part French too. But anyway I really hoped you liked this chapter.
Also an update on the poll, I know no one can see the results yet but make sure you vote before I end it. I'm closing the poll on August 18. And just to give you a hint on what it looks like, this story looks like it's gonna stay! Alright guys see ya'll later! :)
