I don't really get it why such people would spend fortune just for the joy of seeing children killing each other when they should have spared the money and give it instead to the starving citizens .It was the 74th year of Hunger games when those vultures came to choose representatives from our district.When you're between the ages 12-18,you are now qualified to be a tribute. They will randomly draw a name and today,Prim's name was drawn.I think I died the moment I saw my sister stepped forward.I wouldn't allow them to bring her to Cornucopia just to get her killed.
I am from District 12,probably the poorest among all the districts.Coal mining is our main livelihood.The capitol get their supply from each district.And while they live an extravagant life,we do our best to be more productive as much as we can.Our bodies writhed due to excessive work.Our nails filled and colored of coal .Our skin bore the marks of hard labor.I grew up in poverty and hunger but I love my district. I still did have my happy moments.Hunting is my favorite activity.The forest is my secret haven and had been my playground.I was hunting once when I met Gale.He was hunting too when he accused me of stealing his hunt.We became friends ever since.He is older than me.He is the only friend I ever have.I would confide in him.We would spent most of our time hunting and divide equally our hunt because like me,he has five mouths to feed.His father was also one of those killed during the coal explosion so he took the responsibility to take care of his siblings and mother.In order for us to get some bread,we would sometimes trade our hunt to the bakery in town owned by the Mellarks. I have to say goodbye to my sister and mother for the last time.I have to say goodbye to Gale.To our district.Trying to be strong,I hugged my sister.She told me she'll be waiting.That I must win so I can come home.I promised her,I will.Gale gave me a tight hug.I asked him to look after my mother and sister.I was inside the train that would transport us to Panem in just a few minutes .I finally met the othe tribute.I remember him.He was the son of the baker.He was the boy bitten for getting the bread burned.I remember,he did it on purpose so I can have it.We never talk but I remember what he did to me.I already owe him one.His name is Peter Mellark and he seemed nice and likable.He started talking to me.His father came to see me but never really said anything.Madge,the mayor's daughter also came to say her goodbye when she gave me something.A mockingbird pin.I promised to keep it with me. I also met my stylist Cinna,who was envied by most designers because he designed the most memorable dress ever.My make up artists were Effie Trinket with a funny wig and heavy make up.He seemed older than her normal face but no one gets to know because she always wear wigs and heavy make up.That's the thing here in capitol,everyone spend much fortune to stay younger.They do surgery to make themselves younger and thinner.In District 12,looking old is something of an achievement since so many people die early.We follow certain schedules.Most of them are spent on training.My life was transformed.My body was well scrub.My nails and hair well done by my stylist and wear the most gorgeous outfit that most girls envy.Food is endless.But despite everything,I always think home.I think of my sister and mother.What they have on their table while people here are simply wasting food. My stylists and make up artists ... It was time for pre-audition.I don't have any other skill than using a bow and an arrow.I was trying my best to make an impression but most of them are not paying attention.They are more delighted and talking about a roasted dead pig on their table.In my anger,I shot the apple on the dead pig's mouth pinning it on the wall.It's how I got their attention.It's how I got my 11 score.The highest of all. I saw Peeta one night and he asked me if I would like to go with him on the rooftop.From the rooftop,we can have a whole glimpse of the colorful city life.We would spent our time there when we want to fill better.I'm not really so sure if I'm going to trust him.Maybe it is his tactic.I mean what's the point,once we are place in Cornucopia,we will be killing each other because there must be one victor. Haymitch for the first time came to talk to me because we would be having our first public appearance tonight.And he was asking me to be extra careful so we can win the favor of our sponsors.But of all the approaches he suggested,nothing works and he simply gave up.I talk to Cinna.He seemed nice and genuine and he is the only person I can trust here.He just told me to be myself.So that night,the ever long time host Ceasar Flickerman introduce each tribute to the crowd.It was my time and I was simply nervous that I don't understand every single thing he's saying.As a result,my interview went well and funny.We talked about our appearance during the parade where Peeta and I came out as lovers.And I was called the girl on fire because of the dress that Cinna made for me.He's got the most creative imagination ever.People loved us.Adore us.They were more than surprised to actually see how my dress was transformed into a burning fire.That represents my district. And tonight,I must do my best to pretend I'm in love with Peeta or else everything be ruined.I think I did well.So It was Peeta's turn.Funny how he had the natural way of entertaining the crowd.He was such a charming and is camera wit that whatever he say is right on.When Ceasar asked if he left a girl home,he undeniably said he was in love with me for such a long time that took me by surprise.I don't know what to feel.I have too much shock today from different forms that I wanted to run and disappear.I was angry at him,at Haymitch for not telling me this.I tried to confront him but turns out,it's not part of our deal.That he must really loved me ever since.I still cannot tell if it's real or not.But we must continue to be the tribute lovers so our sponsors will not turn their backs on us. Our lives isn't measured by number of years but by people around us On the first day of the game,almost half of my fellow tributes were killed.But I rely on my well practiced hunting and survival skills.It's where I met that little girl Rue from district 10.I can't even barely imagine how a girl like her ended here.She reminds me so much of Prim and so I started to protect her.She said when she saw my mockingjay pin,she knew she can trust me.She is the smartest little girl I've ever met here like my sister.She know so much about the plants.What are edible and what are medicinal.In fact,she was the one who cured my wound.The most painful part was watching her die in my hands because one of the tributes shot her with an arrow.I did managed to kill him but Rue was badly wounded and I know she won't make it.She asked me to sing for her one last time but I can't think of any.All I can remember was her 4tune songs and the song I usually sing for my sister Prim.She asked me to sing it for her while I watched her die.In respect for her,I covered her with flowers and also to show my disgust to the capitol Peeta on the other hand where with the careers.But haven't heard of him ever since.On the middle of the game,the rule was changed.Because of us being star crossed lovers,they told us two people can win as long as it's from the same district.So I did my best searching for Peeta.I managed to find him in one of those rivers.He finally managed to use his skills in cake frosting.He covered himself with mud that it's hard to notice him but he was badly wounded.In fact,his leg is almost decomposing.I did all my best to keep him alive.He also is suffering from fever.I didn't have the skill of my mother but I've got some idea on how to take care of him. We were played like animals on the field.With cuts and bruises on our bodies while all the districts watch us.I have witnessed death before me.And the death of Rue gives me nightmares.On the day,when Peeta and I are the only one's left,they are trying to change the rule again but I challenged them.I took the berries that I kept in my pocket,a poisonous one and threatened that we would eat those if they will not let us both be the victor.I have nothing in mind but to leave this cage.Apparently,what I did was an act of rebellion to the capitol.So the game maker was killed in exchange because the game was a failure.Plutarch was assigned as the next game maker for next years hunger game.We made it,Peeta and I.But I know President Snow would not forgive me for what I did (rebellion,berry) He came one day in District 12 threatening to kill those I love.I really thought that after the game,the cameras will leave me alone.But I am wrong.President Snow knew every thing and that makes me shiver.He knew that I still spend Sundays with Gale and that we kissed in the woods.He knew that what I and Peeta displayed on the camera was just a show. Peeta and I must remain as on screen lovers.And I even propose that we should marry.What ever I do,there's always someone getting hurt so I would rather just go on with my plan.I hope Gale will understand.To which when I came back after the game,he professed his love for me.Well,we receive our rewards.One of my favorite is seeing all the children lined up to receive their food.My sister and mother can now eat decently.But things changed a bit.I obviously cannot spend much time with Gale.And I rarely spoke with Peeta since we got home.Haymitch is as usual drunk as ever.And Peeta would deliver him freshly baked bread.Sometimes,part of us being victors is to tour around the districts.I know where I'm most welcome and where I'm not.I was in District 10 and I met Rue's family.Again,it broke me seeing her sisters.The youngest one resembles her.I gave a speech to thank her family wanting them to understand that I feel for them.In district 8,I created chaos because in the middle of my speech,they gave me that sign respect that they haven't given to anyone in years.The man who started it was I think executed but we were taken away before things get worse. I was told I was the mocking jay.I don't know what that is but they recognized me as the the mocking jay.The Mocking jay resulted from a genetic mishap where the Capitol genetically engineered blue jays to exactly reproduce conversations, known as jabber jays, during the first revolution against the Capitol. Their usefulness eventually waned, as the revolutionaries found out about them, and started passing false intelligence to the birds. These birds weren't suppose to mate, they were all male, but they ended up mating with native mockingbirds, to produce mocking-jays. The mocking jays had some voice - in particular, they could sing simple songs - but did not have the full range of reproduction of the jabber jays. The Capitol ended up with egg on their faces, as not only did the jabber jays prove a resounding failure, but the reminder of that failure lives on long after all the pure jabber jays died off.I am Mocking jay.Responsible for keeping peace within the districts. One year have passed and it's the 75th Hunger Games called the Quell.It means all the past victors who are still alive will be put together as tributes.And again,the same process but this time,it will be more intense.Some of them are really old now.Some physically deformed but I know,they have been observing the game year after year so they knew the drill.I am really very angry and sick of this game.This time,Haymitch gave us an advise,to keep alliance with the other victors.It's where I met Finnich and Joanna and Madge and the rest of them.Once again,this time we are not fighting against each other.We are fighting to survive against what ever the capitol had been sending to kill us.They showered us with poisonous ashes.Then there were dangerous high breed monkeys.Then jabber jays to confuse us.Finnich tried his best to keep Peeta and I alive.The next thing I knew,I woke up in a hospital.I can't remember much but I remember Joana knocking me off when we went to plant the wire.I'm still alive.But where's everybody.I saw Haymitch but no sight of Peeta.I'm not sure what to think because I promise myself to keep him alive what ever happens.They told me he's fine.Haymitch tried to fill me in and it angered me.In my anger,I clawed him in the face and left him bleeding.It's much worse than dying.All the things I heard made me sick that I don't want anybody.Gale told me that there's no District 12,that it was destroyed.My mother and Prim are safe.In fact,we are relocated in District 13. So it's true,it's still existing.After they were destroyed,they started rebuilding underground.It's very high tech.So I was merely a distraction.While I get people's attention,District 13 had been advancing their attack.And since I am the Mocking jay,it is their obligation to keep me alive.I wonder about Peeta not until I watched him on screen interviewed by Ceasar Flickerman from time to time.He lost a lot of weight.And that he was considered a traitor.I know there's something wrong and I must get Peeta out of the capitol.Life at District 13 is very strict and we must stay on schedule and we are not allowed to waste any food served to us.But since I'm not still well,most of my time is at the hospital.Mom and Prim on the other hand are attending patients.Gale is busy on his own so I got my sister to confide when she caught me broke down and I can't hide it anymore.I tell her about my fears and my anger and she tried to comfort me.How could my sister grow up so fast that she's far more wiser than I ever thought.While she hugged me,million things are running in my mind.Apparently,everything that's happening to me is not about just winning.I'm still their slave even after the game.I am in the lime light and I'm not allowed to live my life the way I wanted or else those I love will be in danger.There were moments I wish I should have died in the game. But since I'm alive,It must mean something.I must do something to live my own life worthwhile and not just a puppet on their games. I was summoned by President Coin to accept the role as the mocking jay but first,I gave them my conditions.That they must allow me and Gale to hunt and that they must rescue Peeta and the rest that were left at the capitol.Also that Buttercup must be allowed to stay with us for Prim's sake.Turns out the cat is a natural entertainer and District 13 had been denied entertainment for a long time.President Coin okayed with everything.Peeta was rescued and so with the rest.I was so happy to see him.I wanted so much to hug and kissed him but instead he chocked me so hard that almost killed me.Finnick has to knock him down before he let go of me.As a result,I am in the hospital bed again for a couple of weeks.They told me President Snow had injected something to Peeta's brain causing him to hate me.He doesn't only hate me but regard me as an animal.A mutt.When I feel better,I spent my time training to clear my mind and even I asked them to send me somewhere.I was in District 8 that time when capitol bombed the district particularly the hospital.I'm in deep rage that I sent a challenging message to President Snow.I told him,if he intends to burn us,then he must burn with us.They managed to take me home.The uprising is getting stronger and stronger.The capitol is starting to suffer from food supply.Peeta is still under medication.No one can tell if he will ever get better.In my desire to kill President Snow,I joined the group in seizing capitol.It is really very hard.Blood spilled.Sad to say but it happened again.people dying for me. I watched Finnich while he died and I cannot do anything to save him.And so with Boggs who told me never to trust anyone,not even President Coin.We manage to infiltrate the capitol by the help of a stylist.We were step closer when they detected us.Next thing I know,A fire was thrown at me and I am burned then blackout.I imagine myself floating somewhere.Chasing those that died.I saw Prim too and I wanted so much to follow them but I can't seem to catch up. I woke up in the capitol's hospital.My skin was mostly repaired because my tissue was burned.The capitol was taken over.President Snow was in prison waiting to be executed.They were filling me in and I think I couldn't take anymore when I heard Prim was dead.How did she ended here? Why would they let her join when she's not even in legal age yet? I started to figure on my own.And I don't want to see anyone.I don't trust anyone.Peeta is still alive.He was with us during the infiltration but was mostly in chains because he's not sure of himself if he's totally recovered.He's also burned and is under medication.I'm too tired of everything.I wanted to just die.But I'm still alive.I figure out one truth,I'm politically played upon repeatedly.So tired of this drama.I was mourning for lots of things.Crying for everything that I have been through.I didn't talk to anyone.I was mourning alone and I spent few more days at the hospital.I some how felt better and at least in shape to execute President Snow.That was one of my conditions when I agreed to be the mocking jay.To be the one to kill President Snow once he's captured.Gale came to give me my bow and arrow.I stepped outside the arena and everyone are excitedly waiting.I positioned my arrow and aimed the heart.I shoot the heart of President Coin instead. I assassinated President Coin.They said President Snow might have died due to heart attack while laughing extremely.I don't care.I'm tired of this game.While I was in confinement,I tried to do everything possible to kill myself because I'm certain that I would be persecuted for what I did.Or since there's nothing there that I can use to kill myself,I starved myself.I waited and waited not until after two weeks,they freed me.Haymitch fetch me and brought me home. And here I am restarting my life.Some returned home too.I bet,no matter how painful it is to see the ruins,still there's no place like home.From ashes,we started rebuilding whatever that was left little by little.We tried cultivating the ground again.It's never the same but the memory of those we love are never forgotten.All the districts are united and in harmony now helping each other for the common good of everyone.All the children can play wherever and whenever they want.People do not live in fear anymore.Mother is somewhere in District 4.She devoted her time at the newly established hospital.Gale I was told was in District 2 with a new career opportunity but for all I know probably kissing somebody's lips.I still have my nightmares but I feel better.The person I needed the most is here anyway-Peeta Mellark.He came one day holding a pot in his hand offering me to plant it in my backyard.It's a primrose.The most beautiful flower and the most beautiful name in the world.In district 12,he was the baker boy.In Panem,he was a victor.In the eyes of many,he was my lover boy.In my heart,and I'm certain he is my life.It took me time to learn to love him and when I did,I'm certain it's for real.After all,what I needed to survive is not Gale's fire kindled with rage and hatred.I have plenty of fire myself.I'm the girl on fire.What I need is the promise that life can go on,no matter how bad our losses.That it can be good again.But someday,I can soon explain my nightmares to my little boy.And no one can understand that except Peeta.And between what's real & unreal,Peeta and I were part of History.A story that changed the monstrous ways of Panem.And I know,the only person who is with me all those time was Peeta.Someday,there would be lots of explaining to do but for now,I want to feel the joy of not fearing to have children of my own.I will soon be expecting my first born son without worrying of being killed in a stupid game.The Hunger Games arena was destroyed.It was replaced with schools and hospitals.I'm smiling because Peeta and I were part of these major dramatic History of Panem.Someday,my children will know.For now,there's me and Peeta and soon our little champ on the way. I am Katniss Everdeen.I maybe just a girl but I am a born fighter.I have natural survival instincts.I don't know about politics but I know about justice.Genuine friends and strangers died for me.They recognized my power before I did.Don't underestimate the power of a little girl from the woods.This is my life,it's not yet finished but Peeta and I are part of the history of Panem.I was the mocking jay.I am the symbol of hope.People sometimes don't know what to do with me.They say my influence is endless.That if I hurt,majority of my people hurt too.I might not be visible to many but they will always remember me.I was that little girl once who step up as a volunteer to spare my sister.I was the girl with an uncontrolled rage.I was the girl who shot an arrow towards the table of the capitol's most respectable men.I was the girl who insinuated rebellion during the game.I was the voice of the mass.I think I did my part and so let others do theirs too.I hope you all remember the girl on fire.
It was said that it also resembles the act of Jesus when He was crucified.It can be.Or whatever it is,I think it's possible too.And it would really be great if families will really have such kind of amazing love and closeness.Sometimes,I pity those who want to meet a family member or even just a friend but they first have to make a reservation like a ticket or something.You have to tell them in advance so they can schedule an appointment with you but they are not doctors and you mean no business.You just mean a simple catching up but apparently you need a VIP reservation.Well,even family stuff these days are so commercialize.Either the value is dead or the people are getting colder.I don't think Katniss displaying her affection to her sister is purely fictional because in real life,there are still some who have that value within their family and if envy on such sweetness could kill right on the moment you feel it,I might have died years ago. LIFE LESSONS Pretty much like celebrity life.You were nothing then one moment,you were an instant celeb.And next thing,either it destroys you or put you and your family in danger.You have to pay the price.How many celebrities have been on that spot.Like really instant celebs.I once watched an interview with the most respected Meryl Streep.She said she came along way before she achieved that gigantic success.That means having to start from the smallest part.It just doesn't come to you one night. Even if it does,it will surely not stay that long she says.I think I agree because they said experience is the greatest teacher.And when things happen real fast,its too much to handle for starters and tendency is it will also pass fast. Katniss didn't ask for fame.She just wanted to save her sister from possible death.She did it all for love.Her motive was noble and great that moved lots of viewers,hence getting support from so called sponsors.Peeta on the other hand had nothing much to look back home because he doesn't feel valued.But the woman he had admired for such a long time is with him.Together,they have to fight death.It's easier for him to sacrifice since he's got lesser reasons why he must stay.And he will do everything for Katniss,even if it means dying for her.Their motive at first were noble.All done in the name of love for those people that they love the most.And the things they do is rewarded with fame,glory and respect.Things that they didn't ask for in the first place.Then one thing led to another,Prim was killed just like that.Did she sacrificed for nothing? She lost sense in what she's doing until Katniss find herself so angry that she wanted to Kill President Snow. It made me think how ironic how sometimes we lost ourself in the process.Like your goal is crystal clear.Then one thing led to another then before you even realize the things you were fighting for are not there anymore.I mean the sense was lost specially if it's out of our control and the only thing you can do is watch and suffer.Then it's replaced with rage and bitterness.I use to think I can do everything for those people that I care.It's just recently that I realized,there are things that you can't simply control.There's this good cause that you chose to stand up for.It's rare to think of the effect unless you plan things ahead very carefully.But who does specially if confronted with things that requires immediate action? And I think it is where sacrifice is needed. I can speak endlessly of this but I gotta stop.Obviously,it's the overwhelmed feeling that's speaking here.I have to reserve some for the movie.I still have lots of things to write but I'll save it next time. It's hunger games and may the odds be ever in their favor! Katniss,dear Katniss.How many times can you be revived from death so you can witness pain over and over again? How many times do you need to stop dying Katniss Everdeen so you can actually live? How many wounds would you still have and scars that bore each tragic memory of your past? How many times do they need to burn your skin? When will you ever give up and just surrender? When can you figure out what's real or not? All your life,you were in a battle.A battle that puts your life and the lives of those you loved in peril.Why can't they just let you go home and be a girl your age? When can you go home and live your life peacefully?Where you can be just that girl who loves hunting and goes home proudly with something for your sweet little sister? When you decided to take your sister's place,did you welcome all the different forms of pain and did you opened the doors to all possible thousand deaths? How many times do you have to witness someone dying because of you? Boggs? Finnich? Cinna? Rue? Prim? You have suffered so much.Your sister was killed.And now,what else is there to look forward? In the end,all that was left were the ruins.But there's still something to hold on.They may have burned your District but not the memory of it.The people who once dwell on it.And the memory of those you love. The sad song of your father still lingers on.And your sweet little sister left you with the ugliest yet best companion.A cat reminding you of the little girl whom you loved most in the whole wide world .But now,she's gone.How many deaths were haunting you causing you sleepless nights?When will those nightmares finally end? Who are your real allies Katniss? Haymitch?Plutarch?President Coin? When can you escape living in a city run by hallucinations,greed and treachery?I bet you don't have any idea what's real or not anymore.When will they ever stop using your weakness? Does caring so much a weakness now? All this time,what was your real role? Here you just a distraction so they can secretly carry their assassination plans?
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