"Vile romance... turned dreams into an empire."
Coriolanus Snow, 87
President of Panem
Being the President of Panem was always an extremely difficult job for me to have. I did not want to be president, but this life was forced onto me by my father Victoronico Snow, who was also the President of Panem until he wasn't. He loved being President, but I don't. I just want to be nice to all of the people in Panem, but I am not allowed. Instead, I have to do the Hunger Games and they commence every year and are very cruel.
I shaved my face in the mirror using a razor. I always grow such a long beard and it is really annoying because it hurts my face a lot when my beard is long. And then I went outside into the morning and it was a very beautiful morning. The birds were chirping, and they were not mockingjays, at least I do not think they will. I am always very afraid that there will be rebels, since I do not like them one bit. Why would anybody rebel against me? I am such a good President, and that is why I let everybody win the Third Quarter Quell. I just do not want to be mean to all the people in Panem which I love.
"You are so stupid," A tense voice growled at me with tension. I was very afraid, "You're the worst President ever!"
I felt hurt. I think that I am a great president, "No!"
That's when the man stepped out from behind the dumpster and he pulled out his gun and slammed it into my neck, "Please... no!"
I was very afraid of the man as the gun which he had slammed into my neck and he said "You are the worst!"
His name was Edward Kingston, and he killed me. He is the new President of Panem.
Hello and welcome to New Americana, which will be a SYOT story about the 79th Hunger Games. The other chapters will not be as short as this one, but I hope you still liked this one. Please submit me a character or two if you would like to be in this SYOT. The form is on my profile and you should submit via PMs.
-O.A.S
