As we run through the fence and into the unfamiliar wilderness beyond I take one quick look back at my District, my home. It looks nothing like it did a while ago. Over there was the old flower shop where all the town gossip eventually landed. The building was worn down and wasn't even in business. It stopped functioning a few years ago and now works as a trading post. The unpleasant odor that surrounds the house is caused by the dust, mud and animal feces covering the walls of the store. Inside the store, the peeling pink wallpaper reveals termites and other bugs and the hardwood floor has many holes and crevasses in it. Broken flower pots, cracked hoses and disintegrating plants lather the floor. And the over powering stench of stale alcohol, tobacco and drugs fill up the shop. It really isn't that great and has become extremely rundown. But grandma said that when she was a girl my age, she used to help work there. I guess it really was old!

And over there to the left is what's left of a general store. Half of the store is gone and the other half has rats and other rodents scurrying around inside, eating the remains of the food. It's been out of business for a while, the owner didn't have enough money to afford it. So he closed it. I like the store though, his prices weren't high so I was able to afford lots of things from him. It must've been bombed. As you can see, District 5 isn't that amazing.

I flip my head back and sprint through the giant gap in the fence, not wanting to allow the Peacekeepers to get a shot at me.

I see that Phil has grabbed onto Malcolm's hand and is dragging him through the forest since his small, short legs couldn't carry his body weight for too long. I run forward and grab Reese's forearm and say,

"Come on, we have to get out of here"

"Alright" Phil replies. I sling the bag over my shoulder and run, not letting go of Reese. We run for as long as we can, ignoring the burning sensation in my throat, the aching in my legs and the drops of sweat falling off my face. I force myself to push through it and keep on going. I have to stay strong, I can't appear weak in front of the children.

After about maybe 45 minutes, the bomber stops following us and goes back to the District. I guess he doesn't think that a few of kids from 5 would matter. They'd probably be killed by the animals in the woods. Some may not even be animals.

I saw something about it on T.V. The Capitol is apparently putting the mutts from the past Hunger Games into the woods. So that if anyone happens to escape, they'll most likely be mauled by the mutts. I'm not even entirely sure what type of mutations they have out here. Maybe some Mockingjays, although they are harmless, maybe some of those flying monkeys(A/N Do you know where I got that from?) perhaps some of those werewolf like things that have fangs as long as my hand.

What scares me most is what will happen to the kids if we happen to meet up with one of those modified creatures. They'd die instantly and there wouldn't be anything I could do. I'm too frail, too weak and I'm most defiantly too tiny. That's why I wish there'd be a strong person here, a man. A man could protect us, could make us feel safe, if only we had one.

"Uuuh, Lexi" Emma says tugging on my arms "What are talking about?"

I look around and Phil has his jaw lying on the floor, Malcolm's eyes are bigger than I've ever seen and Reese is blushing ferociously.

"What? I wasn't saying anything" I saw, with a weird face directed at my strange little siblings

"Oh! I wish there were a man here, a man who could protect us. Make us feel safe. Oh! If only we had such a marvelous man!" Phil rudely exaggerates what I was just thinki-WAIT! Did I accidently say what I was thinking? God! I always do that! Someone needs to gag me.

"Why does someone need to gag you?" Little Malcolm asks

"Aaaahh!" I scream in frustration, I have a problem. A very BIG problem! I wonder if that ever happened before? Most likely...

"You people are so annoying" I groan as I kick a loose rock that happened to be laying beside my foot

"Hate to break it from you, but you're kind of stuck with us" Phil chuckles while stroking his pretend beard

"Do you not want to be with us" Reese asks with a sad face

"No, not at all! There is no one else in all of Panem I'd rather be with" I say while kissing the top of her head.

"Come on, we need to keep on walking. We have to get as far away as possible" I continue as I enclose her hand in mine

"Alright"

We continue to walk a little ways, but then Reese and Malcolm become restless, so I decide to let them run a little ways ahead. Big mistake...

To be continued...

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