User blog:Lexi13/The 77th Hunger Games (fanfiction)

Chapter One
I wake up screaming from my nightmare. A horrible dream, a horrible one. My mother dying, it always plays in my mind over and over again. I can barely even remember her, and I'm sure my little brother doesn't either. He was only seven years old when she died. I live in District Three, one of the poor districts of Panem. There was a war here, there used to be thriteen districts, until the thirteenth was obliviated, destroyed. The others were completely overpowered by the cruel Capitol. The idiots in the Capitol that make us participate in these stupid Hunger Games every year. I don't know why they make us, but they do. I think it's because of what our ancestors did seventy-seven years ago. Which reminds me, today is the reaping. My name was put in about thirty times. I am fifteen years old, which makes my chances very high. Higher than my brother who's only twelve this year. His first reaping. Oh, I hope he doesn't get reaped.

"Lai!" My father calls for me. I almost forgot I have to go to the woods to get the berries for breakfast. My father taught me to know which berries were poisonous and which ones weren't. I carry a little book in my pocket that tells me in case I'd ever forget. I pull my hair back into plain pigtails like I always do, and put on my wood clothes. I run into the kitchen and give my father a kiss on the cheek. He smiles and hugs me.

"I'm going to go get the berries." I tell him and he nods. I walk out the door and run to the woods. I climb up the fence, even though it's supposed to be electric 24/7. It isn't, though. I jump down off the fence and walk around looking for my friend Matt. He's usually in the highest tree. I walk around looking up the trees and finally see his foot dangling down. I start to climb up the tree and I call his name.

"Hey there Lai." He calls down and I smile. Matt and I are from the poor part of our district, but we look like opposites. I have bright hazel eyes, and red hair, and ghostly pale skin. He has dark hair, dark eyes, and tan skin. I can basically make his skin look about three shades darker than it really is.

"Hello." I tell him as he picks me up by the waist to lodge me up on his branch. He's medium heigth, and I'm really short. I look out over the woods and see a berry bush with ripe blueberries. I jump down and Matt follows behind me swiftly. I run over to the bush and pick as many berries as I can hold in my bag. Matt takes some as well. I eat a few because I'm starving.