Its over

The hunger games are over. Me and Peeta have won. We have been though all of our interviews, and have both been crowned the winners of the hunger games at the award ceremony. We even had to watch the re runs of the hunger games before we headed back to district twelve. When our train stopped for fuel Peeta and I went for some fresh air. Haymitch shows up and he told us to keep up the lovey dovey stuff until we are back in district twelve, and all the cameras are gone. Peeta turns to me flustered at what Haymitch had just sad. He asked what that was all about. I explained to Peeta that all the romance back at the arena wasn't real, well at least not all of it. I explained to him that i wasn't feeling the same way that he does and i was a little bit confused about how i felt about him. Even though i still felt something for Peeta, something deep down in my heart was telling me that i loved him, I though this was the end between us and it most likely was. We finally arrived at district twelve. There were tons of cameras surrounding the train. Peeta turned to me and held out his hand while asking one last time, for the cameras? I took his hand as he walked out of the train back into district twelve.

What i think of the Capitol

      The capitol is horrible place and its filled with horrible people. Those sick minded human beings enjoy watching inoccent people who have no say in wheather they stay at their district, or have to go to the capitol and fight for the death between other tributes. The worst part is for them its a game. First they dress you up in silly costumes, and formal dresses so they can pick who appeals more to them. The reasoning behind them doing this is so they can spend more money and sponsor us to give us resources like food water and weapons. After a nice game of dress up they stick us in a arena to kill eachother. All this for the entertainment of the rich residents of the capitol. If i could stop the reapings every year and save those families from months of weaping untill they get over the fact that they just lost there son/daughter then I would. Unfortunately I am not ableto, i dont have a big enough army to fight the whole capitol. Now that i vouluntered to take my sisters place i have to ensure that i survive to i can get back to Prim and mom. I don't know how much longer they can last without me. What bothers me most about the capitol si that they dont even see the hunger games as being anything out of the ordinary. For them its like a regular comedy show. I think the reason this is so normal and suhc a yearly routine of the capitals is because they are all so full of them selves, their power, and their money, and all these things that they have make everyone else even the richer districts seems like nothing compared to them even though we are real people with families who love us. Hope fully ill be back in good old district twelve soon.

Where it all began

      My name is katniss Everdeen. I live in district twelve, it is what used to be North America, but is now called Panem. District twelve is the poorest district of them all. Most of the district is a ghetto, the houses near Katniss's are shacks, and the area is very dirty. The whole district is gated and beyond that is all forest. Every year there is a possibilitie thta I will get sent to the capitol so i can fight to the death with other tributes.
On the day of the reaping the whole town  gathered at town square. A tragedy had occured that day. As I was hoping in my head that I wouldnt be pciked over and over again in my head, my name wasent called. Instead my poor helpless younger sister's names was called, Primrose Everdeen. I was in shock, and when I saw my sister walk down the path to the stage I realized was was going on and I did what i had to do to save my sister from death as I knew she would stand no chance and be killed with in minutes. I ran infront of her and voluntered for position as the female tribute. I was worried about leaving my mother and sister. I was unsecure weather I could trust that they would be feed everynight, I would ussualy provide the food on the table. It became that way when my dad died from a mine collapsing on him, and my mother brooke down so she did not work wich meant no food. If it wasn't for me my family would starve. Fortunately I was insured that Gale would do his best to hunt for himself, Prim, and my mother. Then I was off to the capitol