The 74th Aniversary

Part 1

Seventy four years ago....there was a rebellion in a shining nation called Panem. The thirteen Districts tried to overthrow its Capitol. The Districts lost. And District 13 was blown off the map. That was known as The Dark Days. The Treaty of Treason was signed. It was an agreement that the nation would live in peace. But, a reminder was put in place for causing the rebellion. It is called The Hunger Games. Two tributes, one girl and one boy, were to be sacrificed in a fight to the death. Each District not only supplies tributes to the Capitol, but life. District 1 is luxury, District 2 is masonry, District 3 is electronics, District 4 is fishing, District 5 is power, District 6 is transportation, District 7 is lumber, District 8 is textiles, District 9 is grain, District 10 is livestock, District 11 is agriculture and District 12 is coal mining.  All things that the Capitol needs and can't survive without. The most desirable Districts are 1 through 4. They don't have to worry about hunger or having a good home to live in. The rest of the Districts are outliers. They have to worry about food and protection. They have to fend for themselves.

 I live in District 12. I have to fend for myself. Until I was put into the Games. 

Katniss's P.O.V

I wake up to the sound of my litter sister's screams. I look around our room. I see no one. I go to her. I hold her close. 

"Shhh....shhh...Prim, it's okay." I say in a soothing tone. "It was just a dream. Only a dream."

She holds onto me for dear life. 

"They chose me!" She cries. 

"They won't, Prim. I promise. It's your first year." I say.

She lets me go. "But what if it is me?" She asks. 

"You won't get picked. You only have one slip of paper in there. I promise....it won't be you." I say.

I kiss her forehead. She lays back down. 

"Will you sing?" She asks. 

I nod and smile softly. 

"Deep in the meadow, under the willow, a bed of grass. A soft green pillow. Lay down your head and close your eyes. And when they open the sun will rise. Here it's safe. Here it's warm. Here the daisies guard you from every harm. Here your dreams are sweet, and tomorrow brings them true. Here is the place......where I love you." I sing.

"Try  to sleep now, Prim. I have to go." I say. 

"Go where?" She asks. 

"To get dinner. I'll be back." I say.

Suddenly her awful cat jumps on the bed. 

"Now you have him. Try to get some more sleep." I say. 

I ruffle Buttercup's fur. He hisses at me. I leave out room. I go downstairs. I take my father's old hunting jacket off of the hook. I put it on and my boots then leave my house. My family lived in the Seam. It's to older part of District 12. I've lived there my whole sixteen years of life. My family wasn't the same after my father died. He was killed in a mining accident. There was nothing to burry of him. After that.....there was a lot of suffering. My mother left us. Not physically, but mentally. She wasn't there. She was locked within herself because of pain. I was eleven. I had to take care of all of us. But when I turned twelve, things got a little bit better. I was old enough to be reaped. The more I put my name in, the better it was for food. Even though there was the chance of being picked to go into the Games. I hunted. Like I did with my father. And I befriended my now best friend, Gale Hawthorne. He helped me hunt and I helped him. 

I see him in our usual spot in the woods. I sit down next to him. 

"Hey Catnip." He says. 

"Hey Gale." I say.