The Hunger Games AKFOSP

Chapter 1

CHAPTER 1

I wake up to the knocking sound of rain pattering on the roof.

"Great," I mutter. " We'll have to work in the rain today. Just great."

Then a shriek fills the air. That's got to be Twiggle or Coar, my little brothers, probably having nightmares.

They're twins, 6 years younger than me at the age of eight. Somehow we survived the rebellion against the capitol that was put to an end last year.

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I'm irate with that girl, Katniss Everdeen. She started it all, along with her friend Cinna.

I'll never forgive them for all those deaths, 4 875 from district eleven, more than half the population.

Oh yeah. It's true you know. Those were only the discovered deaths. Probably thousands more undiscovered, sitting in underground chambers or blown up to millions of pieces from bombings. Either way, dead.

My father, my grand-parents, my whole family. My best friends Cyprus, Dandie and Iris. Dead. All murdered, executed or blown away in battle. All because of those two mad rebels and their "crew".

Who knew that long forgotten district thirteen was so powerful? It wasn't though. It was weak. And they weren't the only ones.

In the end the capitol won and the "Girl on fire" was tortured to death agonizingly along with her "crew". It was on live TV.

I guess the capitol really hated her. Well duhh. Not to mention President Snow. Apparently Snow did have children hidden in his mansion and after his pathetic death, selfish Lucius Snow had become President of Panem.

Not that I ever liked The Hunger Games, I hated them. My big sister, Rose, was once in them and she never came back. But Cinna and Katniss had no hope against the evil, ruthless capitol and it's millions of peace-keepers.

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So now I walk across the tiny room to Twiggle's small bed, thinking what on earth he could have dreamed of. He's sobbing and whispering.

"Why? Rosy, daddy? Where are you?"

"Aww Twiggle." I say quietly, hoping not to wake Coar up. "It'll be okay."

I pat his extremely curly, afro-like bomb of hair. He starts crying.

"Shhh." I quiet him. His pillow is soaked. He's probably been sobbing for the whole night.

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Then a tall but thin and good-looking woman enters the room: My mother. Dark brownish, tan skin and dark, shoulder-length curly hair like everyone else in the district. There are faint streaks from tears running down her bony cheeks. She shuffles to where I'm kneeling beside Twiggle's bed.

"Just checking on you guys. Is everyone okay?" She asks.

"Twiggle's been having nightmares." I say.

"Oh I-"

"Really horrible ones" Twiggle interrupts her. It's the first set of words he's said out loud since I came to see how he is.

"Well then get up, it's almost seven."

"Mother can I go back to bed? I'm exhausted!" I ask

" Yes I'll wake you up at eight."

"Okay"

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I sleepily walk back to my tiny mattress supported by a cheap bed-frame. I can't fall asleep though. Instead I ponder about why everyone's been crying because now Coar's doing it too.

It bothers me when my little brothers cry and my mother too. It's just, I really love them and I'll do anything to keep them alive and to keep them happy.

Then the idea floats into my mind and today's date hits me. I break down into short gasps of air and I sit up strait. I run over to their beds, and pull Coar and Twiggle into a tight hug. I kiss them on the forehead softly.

Now I know why. There is a reason to everyone crying. It's because today are the reapings for the 76th Hunger Games. And trust me, they are not going to be the least bit pretty. Especially since the rebellion. You may as well call this a Quarter Quell.

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