Oblivion

It's been four years since the Capitol started the Hunger Games. My best friend was chosen last year, he didn't even make it pass the bloodbath. The Capitol says we can train for the games since we weren't a big part in the rebellion. I've been training, and I hate it. The coaches love me, the feeling is one way though. They say training helps to relieve the pain, hurt, loss, stress, anxiety. It doesn't in anyway. But I'm not scared for myself. No I am terrified for my sister. She could take care of herself, but she couldn't kill a fly, literally. I train so I can save her. But what if I can't, what if she is chosen this year? What could I do to save her, I could volunteer, but what if the selected tribute dismisses me.