My name is Gale

Chapter 4

When I was twelve, I planned out a big celebration that I would have after my seventh reaping. All of my friends and I would have a dinner party, I planned on having a girlfriend too. But now, there's nothing to celebrate. My best friend is dead and I won't be able to bear hunting without Her. My life is pretty much over. And now I have to become a stupid coal miner, I hate living here. It is not fair what the Capitol pits us through, it's really not. What is the point of the Games any way? I don't see how it stops the districts from rebelling, shouldn't it give us a reason to fight? I guess they have done a good job so far. Every one is scared. Scared of what might happen if the Capitol wins another civil war. They probably would any way, i mean seriously, all we have is a good reason to fight, we don't have enough weapons and we wouldn't be able to find enough people to fight as soliders. Most people might even join the Capitol out of fear. Or knowledge. The people living in the districts know that there won't be enough survivors if we do uprise. They know that after the Capitol have won again, that they will think of something wacky like The Hunger Games. Or maybe they would just simply kill us all, President snow doesn't like to waste time. Killing us all would be a nice and quick way for us to be stopped, to be rid of.