First Day of Battle

I said my last good-bye to Cinna before a platform was to raise me to the "battle grounds". After I  reached the top I looked all around me. We all stood on a stump thing at least a foot from the ground. My heart racing knowing that as soon as the bell sounds, that could be the last minute I'm alive. I saw a bow and arrow by a tent and I was thinking about was how could I get ther first. Peeta looks at me and shakes his head no. I hesisitated once the bell rung and it was every man for themselve. Everything was caotic and I managed to dodge a few people and had to fight off one. I ran straight to the bread and I had to fight with a boy for an orange sack. He then got stabbed with a knife. I ran to the woods to get away from everyone as fast as I could. When I woke up, I saw the faces of the survivors left. I was glad that Peeta made it!

The Interviews

                                                   
As we prepare for our seperate interviews infront of the whole capitol, Effie teaches me how to sit and how to use correct posture. They coach me on what to say and do as well. My outfit for the interview and a flowy orange dress which contains the same synthetic flame as my opening ceremony costume. I was surely nervous for the interview. But soon enough I won the crowd over. As well as Peeta did. District 12 was finally noticed. All though I'm curious to know who Peeta was talking about, that girl back home that he has a crush on. Guess I'll find out later.

The Showcase

 As soon as I walked in I could tell the Gamemakers were tired of watching. The first couple of shots I took I missed, I was beyond nervous. I started to get into it and start shooting better. Once I was done I looked up and no one was even looking at me. I got furious so I shot the apple in the pigs mouth and pinned it to the wall. I thanked them, bowed, and walked away.

First day of Training

I hate the fact that Peeta and I are wearing the same thing again. I don't think we should be doing this the whole time seeing how we have to kill eachother. But I'm just going to keep doing what I'm told. Peeta then over exagerates about my hunting skills which annoys me even more. Once we actually got into training Peeta was the one excelling. Then seeing the Careers train doesn't give me any hope.

Dinner

                         

This dinner was amazing. the desert was the best part, but then a girl brought in the cake. I reconginzed her from somewhere. She said I haven't but I know I have. Peeta asked me about it after dinner so I told him. When Gale and I were out hunting we saw a guy and a girl that being captured. I still feel bad to this day that I didn't do anything to help.

Our Entrance

                             
Cinna tells me its customary, for the opening ceremony, that our outfits and our entrance reflects the "flavor" of our district. He and Peeta's sylist, Portia, both think we should wear complementary outfits. As Cinna explains my outfit to me I already prepare for the worse. District 12 usually has the worst entrance. They're usually either in a coal minor's jumpsuit or naked and cover in coal dust with minor's helmets. I was no where near excited until Cinna mentioned fire. I was soon dressed in an all black unitard with black leather boots that come up to my knees. There's also this fluttering orange, yellow, and red cape that matches my head piece which they plan to set oon fire. Not a real fire but a synthetic one so I'd be safe. Cinna says I'll be known as "Katniss the girl that was on fire". Soon enough District 12 was called and we most definitly pleased the crowd. Everybody was chanting our name.

Our Advisor

We met Haymitch, right now I am not impressed. He may have survived but I have no clue how. At breakfast instead of preparing us he is already drunk. He only agreees to help if we don't bother him with his drinking. His frist advice to us was to not challenge the stylist, to just allow them to do whatever they want.

Peeta Mellark

                                

As a reached the stage it was time to call up a male tribute. Of course after my gesture of volunteering, Effie Trinket tries to make bigger than what it really is and asks if there are any other volunteers and of course no hand was raised. Effie reaches in her big glass bowl and picks another name, Peeta Mellark. The odds are definitely not in my favor. My last encounter with Peeta was my family and I were nearly starving to death and as I was trying to search his family trash can for food I was "shooed" away as if I was a stray cat. I remember hiding in the bush until his mom went back in the house and Peeta comes out again as throws me a slightly burned loaf of bread. If it wasn't for that bread that day I may have died. 

My Goodbyes

                             
As I'm talking to my mother and Prim , I'm just trying to keep everything positive and let them know that everything will be okay. I don't feel that I have any chance in this competition. Then Peeta's father had came to visit. He promised that he would make sure my sister was fed. Madge came next, she gave me a gold pin and asked for me to wear it while I was in the arena. Gale was my very last visitor. He has so much faith in me, he thinks because I'm a good hunter that I will do well, but I'm just not to sure about that. He tells me no matter what, I need to have a bow and arrow, whether I get one or have to make one. This might be the last time I get to even see my mother, my sister, and Gale.

Tesserae

                                         

             Gale and I have both entered our names numerous times.  Now at 16, my name will be entered 20 times. I had to enter name that many times to be able to take care of my sister Prim and my mom. Gale, who is basically single handedly taking care of a family of 5 for seven years, has entered his name 42 times. So now it's just more likely our name would get called.

The Tributes

                                       
Today was the day to see which one of  us was to be choosen. I heard my sister name called, I didnt know what to do. Spontaneously, I volunteerd to take her place. Effie Trinket was amazed at what I had done but I would do anything for my sister.

The Name Pool

                                                    

The age of eligiblity is 12. At that name your name is entered only once. At 13 your name is entered twice and so on. Until the age of 19. Because my district is so poor, many people opt their name in the name pool for tesserae. Tesserae is a "deal" that basically states, "the more you enter your name the more food you'll get to take care of your family".

Gale

Catnip is what he calls me. And if you didn't the know the two of us people automatically assume we are related. We have the same straight black hair, olive-colored skin, and we also have the same grey-tinted eyes. We are not related by blood but we are pretty close. It's like he only wants the best for me. "We could do it, you know ... leave the district. Run off. Live in the woods. You and I, we could make it" he says. Sometimes I consider his suggestion, but here with my mother and sister is where I should be. Or at least when or if the games are to end.



The Day of Reaping

I wake up this morning to find that my sister has left the bed to sleep with my mom. She has been terrified for the last few weeks. The day of reaping is the worse day of the year for anyone 12-18. 18 years is the last year of eligibility. Each and every boy and girl's name is entered as soon as they turn 12. Everybody in discrict 12 is saying their last "goodbyes" as if they were to be chosen. Guess I won't know who is chosen until today at 2:00 pm. Wish me luck. Cross your fingers. I'll tell you how it goes.