Life after the fall of panem

Chapter 8

Chapter 8

It's been a few days since we went swimming. Well, it's been a few days since I told Peeta I wasn't ready for a child. Better yet, it's been a few days since he told me be wanted children.. Today was hot, really hot, I was sweating when I woke up this morning. I'm sitting in the living room, reading this book called 'East of Eden.' It was my moms favorite, I guess it's really old. She told me it was around before Panem was even thought of. It's not my favorite but it was my moms. Peeta is at work, and he won't get home until 5. It's 2:30 now, I put the book down , not realizing I've read for 2 hours, and go upstairs to change out of my house clothes and in to my hunting clothes. After the revolution , I wasn't allowed to hunt alone for a year. It's been 3 since then , and in just 2 years I've really snapped back into the way I was. Well, the way I was when I would hunt, I'm not the same person I was back in 12. I slip on my favorite-broken-in-leather-hunting boots and head out the back door. I jog out of habit to the edge of what was district 12, carefully jog over the fallen, crunched up, border fence that was built to keep us in the district. I slow into a walk when I hit the tree stump where I hid my bow and arrows. After I pick them up, still crouched, a bunny jumps out in front of me, a good 30 feet in front of me, I draw an arrow and stretch back my bow string, then it happened, 8 little bunnies came out of the bush behind the bigger bunny. I immediately lose my breath , drop my bow, and fall on to a tree I was standing by. How could I kill that bunny. Her babies needed her, just like my children will need... Me.