This is a Hunger Games..rewritten.
All copyrights go to Suzanne Collins.
None of the characters are mine...yet.
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A Wilting Flower..
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"Prim?" Katniss says.
"Prim! Prim!" She keeps calling out.
"Katniss? Katniss where am I?"
I say as I look around,seeing nothing but darkness, but I also hear what sounds like..screams? "Katniss! I'm scared!"
"Prim!" She cries out yet again..can she not hear me? She sounds so close..
"Katniss! Where are you?!"
"Prim!! Open your eyes!"
Open my eyes? But they are open..
"Prim! It's okay, it's-"
But I could hear what she said next, for as I was listening, a sword came out of no where, cutting deep into my arm. So naturally I started screaming. I was then violently being shaked.
"Prim!!" She kept saying.
But it was no use.. For all I could hear now was the laughs and screams that were escaping from the mouths of the beasts that where hidden in the dark..
'Katniss,help me...' I think pathetically to myself.
Suddenly,as if someone had turned on the lights, I see them. All sweaty, bloody and bruised. Weapons raised high, ready to kill anything, anyone...me. I was in the Hunger Games. I started to scream louder, seeing the lust to kill me that was clearly in their eyes.. It sickened me.
"Prim! Open your eyes!! Wake. Up."
And I do. I open my eyes gasping, as if the air had been knocked out of me. I blink a few times, a few unwanted years strolling casually down my already wet cheeks. I then look up slightly to see my sister's grey eyes staring down into my baby blue ones, looking very worried. Look at my usually strong sister looking so worried is enough to make me start to break down. My sister sees this and quietly wraps her arms my petite little body rocking me slightly back and fourth, trying to sooth me by humming softly.
"It- it was me..." I stutter out through gasps of air.
"Shhh, it's okay Prim, it was just a dream." She says rubbing my back softly.
"Yeah, but it seemed so real.." Then it hits me, why it seemed so real. Today was reaping day. "K-Katniss, what if it is me? What if they pick my name?!" I start to hyperventilate.
"Hey" she says softly yet sternly, moving so she is looking me in the eyes, capturing me with her confident grey eyes. "Prim, your name won't get picked, okay? Your name is only in there once, it is only your first year, of course they aren't gonna pick you." She says trying to change my mind and reassure me.
I nod. 'Maybe she is right..' I think to myself. 'That won't happen..right?'
She then holds me close to her again,rocking me gently singing my favorite song, The Willow Tree. I start singing softly with her. This song remind me of my father.. Although I don't remember much of him, I certainly remember his voice. I can still hear it in my memory, such a smooth rich voice. Katniss has that talent too, I keep telling her, but she won't admit it, saying 'oh it's a useless talent. Can't get food with it can you?' She is so oblivious sometimes..
I am snapped out of my thoughts, by the feeling of the bed shifting. I look over to see Katniss standing on the other side of the room, about to walk out the door.
"Where are you going?" I ask quickly, trying to stop her.
"No where... I just need to go visit Gale for a bit..to talk.." She says "I will be back though, I promise. Why don't you go and get ready with mom?" She says pointing lazily towards the kitchen.
I nod at her "Sure.." I say quietly.
She smiles at me then nods back.
"Good little duck." She winks as my laughing slightly. Then goes out the door, leaving me in our mom's room alone as I watch her beautiful brown- black hair that is in a braid, swaying as she leaves.
I sigh and sit alone for a few minutes before I hear a 'Meow'
Turning my head slightly I see my Beloved cat, Buttercup, has found herself on the bed.
"Aww you're a cute kitty aren't you?" I say as I pick her up and start petting her soft fur, as she starts purring. I pet her as I wait for my mom to come and help me get ready for my reaping...
"Today is gonna be a 'big big day!' " I think to my self..
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A Wilting Flower..
FanfictionA Wilting Flower. Just like the small little flower she was named after, Primrose Everdeen was growing strong... That is until her first reaping. When Prim's name is called and she finds out she is really going into the famous Hunger Games, will she...