Panem High

The suns just started to rise, as I grabbed my father's old hunting jacket and my boots. Heading out the door, I walked to the fence on the edge of District 12. I placed my left ear close to the fence to see if the electricity is running.

I crawled under the fence, walking to a hollow tree that held my bow and arrows. Slinging my quiver of arrows across my back and my bow in hand. Hiking deeper into the forest, checking the traps that I set up last night. Three squirrels, two turkeys and one quill.

It could be worse I thought to myself, I stuffed everything into my game bag trudging back to the hollow tree storing away my bow and arrows. Picking berries on the way back to my house. When I get back home my Mother has left for work, after two years of her shutting down doing nothing but sitting and barely eating.