Historias de Distric

A big guy that I recognized as District 2 comes out and throws Sean to the ground. He runs a blade across his neck and the blood starts coming out. “I’ll miss you.” That’s the last thing he says before I hear a cannon go off. “When I’m Sean’s age those games are mine.” Only 10 short years till I’m 17 and everyone in the Capitol is going to remember Sean’s name. My brother won’t die in anybody’s mind.