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I wake to laughter and bird song. The sunlight streams in coloured by the translucent festival hunting that is strung everywhere possible around town. The town look beautiful - bright and happy and alive, ready today's festivities. Today is a day that is both looked forward to, and dreaded. Decades ago, before the Second Rebellion, this day was only dreaded by our town. It was the day two children would be given almost a death sentence. It was the day of the reaping.
But there hasn't been a hunger games in quarter of a century. Instead we celebrate. We celebrate our freedom, our joy, the release from the fear. We dance and feast in the square, and treat ourselves from the festive stalls in the town square. It is a day of luxury and happiness, something that was very rare to the people living 25 years previously. It is meant to be a happy occasion, to remember what we have now and enjoy what we've won.
There is only one silent moment. A solemn minute of silent remembrance at midnight. Tears fill the name but air as losses are felt and worst memories are relived. Even I have felt tearful some years, remembering stories I've been told and imaging how the older ones feel. It's not that I've never lost someone, I've lost too many for my age already, but I know that I can only imagine how it really feels to have lost someone then. When they were so close to getting a life of happiness.
Some people leave after that minute, mostly parents and young children, but also those who lost the most, those with the most scarred hearts. I know how it feels when the pain is fresh again, and I know that they can't face anyone. But part of me wants to chase after those that I know hurt impossibly, and just tell them that it will get better. Yet inside I know 25 years is a long time to heal, and better
should be now and these poor souls will never be truly whole again.
So I just go back to dancing with the rest of the town, and thank the stars that I will never have to know how that feels. That I never have to be a tribute.
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