The 76th Hunger Games

~Chapter 1~

~CHAPTER 1~

I woke up to my mum's screams. She has been having nightmares ever since I can remember. I ask my dad why she keeps on having these nightmares and he just shoos me off. I wish I could help her. I walk out of my room in bare foot. My feet tingle from the cold floor but it doesn't seem to bother me. A door behind me opens. I jump as my blonde long hair flys across my face.

"Is mum okay?" said my little brother Jared, I shouldn't call him little as he is 14 but he will always be my little brother. He is hard to make out in the dark but I can faintly make out his face and his black hair.

"Yeah just her nightmares again," I reply

"Should we see if she's okay?"

"She's strong she'll be fine, you go back to bed"

He grunted and let out an annoyed moan but he went to bed anyway.

I opened the door to my parents room. My mum was sitting on the bad breathing heavily her long fringe sagging over her forehead. My dad's hand is on her shoulder. My dad notices me and he's about to tell me to go to sleep but I interrupt before he can say it.

"Is everything okay?" I start "I just want to help"

My mum settles down a bit and my dad stands up and walks over to me. He rests his strong hands onto my shoulders and I look into his blue eyes

"We will tell you when your ready..." he says

I don't even start to argue I just storm off into my room. What does he mean when I'm ready? He tells me this every time I ask, I normally argue back but he just sends me off to my room so what's the point. I walk to my bed and slip in. I look out the window onto the street. It's quiet and judging by the light outside it looks like it's later than midnight.

I try to get to sleep but I can't my mind is buzzing with thoughts, I only just realised this now but I think my parents are hiding something from me... Something about their past? Something about me? I need to find out though.

I slip my slippers on and walk to my parents door. Jared is standing there listening through the crack.

"Jared what are you-" I start

"Shhh" he starts putting a finger to my lips. I bend over him and put my ear to the crack. I can faintly make out what there saying but they are speaking very quietly.

"The past is in the past Katniss, try and forget," my dad started.

"I can't Peeta the games and the war destroyed me..." my mum replied sobbingly.

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