The Hunger Games

My name is Bella Rodriguez. I live in District 12. The ruins of the US put us right around the Rocky Mountains of Colorado. District 12 is known for simply one thing- coal mining. My father was one of the only survivors of a coal mine explosion, but his injuries stopped him from ever working again. He died last winter. Now I only have my sister Layla and my mom.

Well, that's not entirely true. I have Joshua. Joshua and his family. His two sisters and brother, plus his mom and dad. I have enough trouble feeding Layla and mom. I have no idea how he does it.

I also have Riley, I guess. Her dad, the mayor of District 12 give us food from time to time. Only if I bring a trade good enough for them of course.

So, the dump that is District 12 is, like all of the other districts, surrounded by a huge 50 foot electrical fence. That separates us from the food we need.

I throw a stick at the fence and it harmlessly bounces off. They only leave it on half the time.

I crawl under an opening and hastily rub the smudge of dirt off my face as I reach the forest line. Joshua is sitting on a stump just inside it. He nods hello and that's when I notice the plump rabbit hanging from his belt. I ignore it and turn to head to the stream when I see a flash of brown.

The plump squirrel runs, trying to climb a nearby tree and I aim my bow. The arrow hits the poor thing in the eye and I pick it up. That should make a good enough dinner. Not enough food. Hopefully we have spare.

Suddenly I hear a horn blowing and I look around in confusion.

Me and Joshua see a helicopter descending towards the forest and we turn, running like our lives depend on them (which they do) towards the fence. I throw a stick at its and it bounces off, but I see a warning light signaling that it is about to turn on.

Me and Joshua dive under it and the squirrel gets caught. I hastily pull it through and run home. This won't be a good dinner.

I hear a loud blow when I reach the door, followed by a loud boom.

"Come to the square!" a loud voice booms. "District 13 is dead."

A chill fills my body and I cough. DEAD?!

"You will all pay for your crimes against the capitol. Let the first annual Hunger Games begin!"