The 13th annual hunger games

District 11-Goodbyes

Mayflower phenixs P.O.V.

I sit in the best and worst room in district 11. Best cause its the nicest and worst cause if you're siting in it you're going to the games. I wait for my sister and my parents to come in and say goodbye to me, it's probably the last time I'll see them. They come in and my sisters eyes are red and puffy and my parents don't show any expression.  My sister is saying words i don't understand, probably cause she's still crying. "Why did you volunteer for me?" She asks. "Well cause you're my lil sister and i gotta protect you" I say back. She smiles says thanks and then leaves my alone with my mom and dad. "Good luck hun, we know you can do it" Says my mom. My dad was never the nice type, "Don't ignore survival stations and use muktiple  weapons." He says. Obviously he can't be nice this one time. My mom gives me a hug and then leaves 20 seconds before her times up. I really wanna seee them again, i realy wanna cry, but i can't. I'm going for the career angle and can't risk the puffy,read eyes. Ihope i don't have more visitors.

Sadly, I  have another visitor. It's Mrs. Stewart. I often give her some food in exchange for wool or yarn. "Come back. Remember we're all rooting for ya'" She syas. "Wear this in the arena. It could be used as a weapon, if you find a way." She says and hands my a bracelet made of all the stuff we grow here in d11. I don't think I can use it as a weapon but it might be possible. "Thanks mrs. Stewart" I say and give her a hug. She smiles and then leaves. I put on the bracelet, lean my head against the wall and wait for them to take us to the tribute train.

Oddly enough I have another visitor. When will this end! It's Casey Anderson. "Hi" I say. "Shut uo" She says angrily. This girl has sopme pro- shoot. This girl actually likes the games and wanted to be d11s first volunteer. "If you come back alive I'll kill you. If you die, which I hope you do I'll be d11s first ever LIVING volunteer, got that?" She asks. I just roll my eyes and she leaves. That was a long session of visitors.

Jack Tams P.O.V.

I am still in shock. When I got in here the ground flew up and smacked me in the face, weird. I fainted and woke up to a bucket of ice water to my face. I wait, sopping wet if i may add, for my parents to come and visit me." They come and hug me say good luck and then get very serious."Listen, die in the arena" Says my mom. That's not very nice. "Why" I ask " When we were younger our parents didn't agree to our marraige and got the law involved. We were supposed to be punished, but weren't they let us go. We were too old for the games and they still didn't get their revenge. They probably rigged it so your name was pulled. " Says my dad. Because of my parents I'm going in the games. "Get out" I say. They look shocked but leave. I can't beleive that I might still have a chance at life if it weren't for my parents. I now realize that if they didn't I wouldn't of enjoyed those few years of my life. I guess some life is better than none. I really hope I die in there, I don't want them to be in more trouble.