Fan Fiction: The Hunger Games

For the last twenty years there ceased to exist a day when I didn’t think about Gale Hawthorne the boy with the blue seam eyes and the olive skin with out him going back to the meadow or simply seeing the forest from my home in the victors village just gave me a sense a melancholy and sadness but the forest was still the same i could still go there to free my mind. I always knew Gale loved me but I could never forgive what he did. He killed my baby sister Primrose the only person on this planet that I knew I truly loved. Yet I know there was no other way to free Panem from the claws of the capitol he did his job he won the revolution , he brought peace to this grief striken country but he killed Primrose and he will always be Primrose´s murderer and that I will never forgive. I miss him in a strange way but I do

It has been twenty years and today I saw him while walking by what used to be the seam he wasnt the same I knew he saw me but yet he didnt remember Katniss Everdeen the girl who protected him whom he loved the girl his best friend. He just looked at me with a empty soul with nothing left I couldent bear it I just couldent go home and face Peeta like this I shouldent be feeling like this my mind went blurry my head was spinning inside I ran ran ran to forest I didnt stop I went to the only place that brings me sadness but yet protects me and liberates me . The forest I then blacked out I lost conciousness and fell asleep . The leaves are roufeling I hear people whispering I slowly open my eyes and then I see them beady black eyes burnt faces strangely colored hair this cant be they cant exist thier mouthes are as red as blood and smell like fresh roses its all a dream. My heart is beating sweat is drenching through my rain coat i cant breathe this cant happen . im screaming my ears are ringing im starting to convulse they must be here for revenge. The capitol is back they are back to kill the face to brought peace and hope they are here to kill me Katniss Everdeen.

When I opened my eyes I only saw white  ,I couldent move there where straps this is a dream this is not real I belived that if I kept telling myself this it would be true. and that this is all a dream and right beside is Peeta trying to calm to smooth me while I emerge my self in this torturing dream except that isnt true I am in a white room screaming my insides are buring my flesh isdevoured by fear then it happened…the smell that brought such sense of tragidy in the past hunted me again i was choking the tears were bliding my eyes my ears where ringing then In saw them white roses memories flashed back through my weak mind my father dieing in the mines, Peeta almost dieing, Finnick the revolution Prim and the way i thought I was safe but now im facing death torture, inexplicable pain , the way those roses suffocated me i couldent breath suddenly I heard footsteps a dark, deep shallow monotomes voice with no expression asks me in a cuestioning voice, are you Katniss Everdeen the spark that wasant contained? I have to make a sound I have but i didnt the i am blinded the voice this time a little bit louder asks again are you Katniss Everdeen yes yes! I am Katniss Everdeen I heard the footsteps again  I hope you realize what you did to Panem do you not Katniss or should I not say Mokingjay? I stayed silent my palms were sweating it was nesesary for me to take control of the situation but yet i couldent i my mind was blocked i couldent hear the words the man was speaking then the yelling started… you have transformed Panem into a anarchy controlled country were there is no organization were peace is low and every day more and more people are dieing because of you. I have to figure this out whats going on and escape.