When my father died

The first meal

           We are starving. Slowly, sometimes we find small amounts of food. It doesn't happen a lot. Sometimes my teachers give me a small piece of food. I never tell this to Katniss. I'm not sure why, I think it's because she would want me to ask for food. I won't do that. My teachers give me extra crumbs.  That's it. I want to help Katniss and I'm doing the best I can but its not enough. Just as I feared it's not enough.
         Katniss should go hunting. This thought pounds through my head during my days at school. But she's scared, she shouldn't have to do something that scares her. Another part of me thinks she should get over that. But then again what if I learned to hunt? That's would help. I've tried so many times but the animals don't even see us. They don't see that there life is about to end in one.short.second. thats all it takes for us to shoot an arrow.
            My mother should of gotten a job. I didn't know that sadness was like a disease. It spreads and hits some harder then other. It has immobilised her. She can't even move.
           Class is over, Katniss meets me at the door.
     "I'm going to sell some cloths okay?" She asks in a raspy voice
     "I'll come to!" I say trying to sound bright. I want to be the sun, it always seems to be nighttime.
       "No" Katniss shakes her head "go home and clean up. I'll come home with some food." She's also trying I can tell. I can tell she doesn't believe what she's saying.
   I nod my head anyway. She doesn't need help with this. Even with me we wouldn't sell any cloths. She still needs hope so saying anything won't help. I just head home on the long path.
    I would say hunger stabs at my stomach but I've learned more from the beginning. Hunger doesn't stab at you it's a aching pain. It's always there always hurts but you notice it less. I notice my headache more. I notice my thirst more. That doesn't mean it's not there.
         I slosh throughly the puddles on my way home. And wait... And wait... And wait.. And Katniss isn't here yet. It's dark now.i head heavy footsteps outside and Katniss come in soaking wet and throws something on the table. I inhale... Is that what I think it is?