Chapter three: the wall

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As I walk through the doors of my school, I can still see the construction going on around the halls. The war ended six months ago in January, it is now june and a group of parents that have construction experience are working on re-building it. After the war, the kids started going back to school and the adults to work, things resumed as normal except that there are not as many people anymore. The school put up pictures of every kid who lost their lives during the war that went to this school. The first time I passed the wall, I cried so hard that they sent me home. After that, I tried to avoid it as much as possible, but today the only way to get to my class is to pass that wall. Don't get me wrong, I love that the school paid respect to all of the kids that died, I just don't like to have to see their faces everyday, it gets really depressing, especially since my brother and my two best friends pictures are up there. As I walk down the hall, I try not to look, but I can't help it and I end up staring at every kids face. When I get to my brothers picture I see his beautiful brown hair shimmering in the light thats streaming through the window and his eyes twinkling due to the same light and I can't turn my head away. I end up touching his cheek and letting a tear run down my face. I look two places over and I see Layla's and scath's pictures, and I don't see the two young girls who died in a fire. I see the bubbly and fierce personality of Layla with her short blond hair and beautiful green eyes. I also see the shy older girl that I was reluctant to talk to at first but am glad that I did. Scath. Oh how I miss you both, and without even knowing, I let a tear drip onto my notebook. After coming back into reality I realize that if I don't start moving now, I'll be late for class. Again. So, I silently move away from Scath and Layla's pictures and start to walk to class. Ten year old Scath and nine year old Layla, they where to young, why did they have to die like that? Just for us to get defeated? At least if we had won, they would have at least died for a purpose, but instead, they died for no reason at all! I hate it! I hate everyone right now! Well, everyone but my mother and Emerald, but I don't even want to talk to them right now.

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