Nightmares |P1|

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Katniss' POV

I wake up in my house, in district 12 with prim not beside me. I try to feel over on the side of the bed and feel something big and bulky. I turn over, and see Peeta.

I look at him for a good few seconds. Why is he in my bed? Where's prim? what's going on? Just as I'm thinking this Peeta fades away. I call out to him and a small bright light appears. I slowly rise from my bed, grabbing a knife that I keep near me as usual and slowly walk towards it.

When I get up to it, I examine it carefully. It's what seems to be a curtain. I peak inside it and see Ceaser Flickerman, Sitting on stage in those special white chairs. He calls my name, and I walk over. I'm in a black silky dress with high heals on and my hair in my natural signature braid.

I sit down, and just wonder what the hell is going on.

"So tell me Katniss, how are hard are you going to fight in the games to get back to that boy and your sister?"

I look at him bewildered "Excuse me, what? games? what's going on?"

He laughs and the crowd joins. " Someone a bit nervous that they forgot what we're here for. Katniss you're a tribute in what is called the hunger games."

"W-what?!" I stutter. This can't be. I don't remember the reaping. Who is the other tribute from 12 here with me? It isn't Peeta, than who?

"Um. Who is my other opponent that's from 12?" I ask Ceaser.

"Oh that young girl over there, Rue." he says. I look at the dark skinned girl and just want to cry. I've never heard of "The hunger games" before. Yet I understand it.

"I have to be dreaming this cannot be real!"

"Katniss this is as real as it's going to get. Just wait till your in the games. It's gonna be your worst nightmare."

I'm shaking with fear in my seat while the crowd stares down at me. This can't be happening. It feels so real but it cannot be. I just want to be where Peeta is I think to myself.

Another shining light appears and I run towards it. I'm in principle snows office when I hear a loud groan of pain. I look around, trying to figure out where the noise came from. I look through 5 doors and finally find where the voice came from.

I crack the door open, just enough to see. I almost fall over to what is inside Peeta and Prim, both strapped to medic beds, being shocked and hit and needles being injected with needles, with some type of green liquid. I jolt when I see this and walk in.

Someone grabs me from behind and injects a needle in my neck. My world goes blurry while the 'nurses' put me  on a bed and strap me down. Once they do this I go into full panic mode screaming for help. They punch my mouth and I start to bleed. I look over to Peeta and prim, looking pale and almost dead. Tears form in my eyes.

They are about to inject me with more injections.

I wake up, screaming, shaking, sweating, and crying. I look around the room and notice I'm not in my house. This place doesn't even seem familiar to me in anyway.

I closet examine the room and take in what I see. The walls are painted the color navy blue, the bedroom is surprisingly pretty neat and organized. There are paintings on the wall of cakes and what seems to be the meadow. That's when I realize I'm in peeta'a bedroom. I look outside his window, out to the horizon. The sun, barley at the peak but still spreading its colors across the bright blue sky. It's breath taking what nature can show you.

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