Mitchell

*Haah* Why did this have to happen to me? I don't know how to act, the only things I know about are the chores I do in District 13 and how to pull a trigger to a gun. I have trained for an uprising like this to fight on the battlefield, I never imagined I'd be chosen for these propo's. No point in complaining about the situation, as long as I help in the war effort than I feel pleased with myself. That's how I feel. All District 13's citizen's want is to be able to go out into the sun everyday. We fight for a future free of Capitol control, in which we don't have to be confined to the ground. Living underground, the population spends all of their time working just to stay alive. We're doing this for our own freedom from our would-be fate's as well as Panem's. Most people haven't ever seen the sun a luxory left only to the Disticts that participate in the Hunger Games.

They are the reason that we disappeared and went under the earth. We're somewhat hated for the cowardly act when we started the first rebellion, but can we truly be blamed? We still watch the the Hunger Games and the brutality of it all. Who would want to submit to such a thing? Sending children just to keep the Districts under control shows how uncaring the Capitol is for the Districts. It's almost scary how the leaders see it just to take the lives of children as a punishment to the Districts. This is why we have to fight. This is why we have to win.

Alright, we're starting the latest propo soon, so I had better prepare myself. Our job is pretty routine, we just have to act dramatic to make it an interesting propo. I also have to be ready to subdue Soldier Mellark in case he has some sort of an episode. It's my turn to watch him. I watch as Castor and Pollux get into position to begin filming and wait for Cressida to begin filming. "Action!" There's the signal. and we start down the block to secure it. The smoke Messala releases helps with the atmosphere, or so I'm told. We slowly march down the street with our guns raised. Soldier Hawthorne fires his gun as planned and bullets fly out ofe gun pod as planned. We all duck to the ground and wait out the bullets, trying to look as real as possible. I flare my nostrils and breathe heavily, but apparently I'm overdoing it. Everyone starts laughing including Soldier Everdeen which is especially insulting. Her paltry performance made me look ike a profes-

*Booooooooooom*

An explosion! Just like in training I duck down to the ground to avoid any debree or shrapnel. What in the name of Panem just happened! Could it have been a bomber that escaped "The Nut" or is this just for more ef-

*Booooooooooom*

Another one! This can't be Cressida's doing it's too loud, too real! I keep my head lowered until I hear Jackson calling for a retreat, and see the horror we are retreating from. A black and menacing mass is coming at us and threatens to swallow us all. I get up to assist Hawthorne and Leeg 1 with mine sweeping... but I'm too shocked by the scene before me to move. Boggs' legs have been blown off and he is being carried off by Everdeen and Homes. Wait where's- shit there's Mellark knocking Everdeen to the ground! No time to think, I have to stop him! I tackle Mellark and pin him to the ground just when the gun is set to crush Everdeen's skull. Good, now that he can't move his hands he shouldn't-

Urgh, what happened... that's right, Soldier Mellark must have launched me away with his feet. He's about 5 feet away being restrained by our cameramen. I'm stuck on the ground, being held by barbed wires similar to those on the fence surrounding District 13. Soldier Hawthorne notices my plight and comes to assist me by shooting at the wire's. At this point he's the only person left. Everyone else has retreated into a house that Leeg 1 shot open. As I struggle and Hawthorne shoots I can tell we're thinking the same thing; we can't break the wire.

"Gale!" Hearing Everdeens voice, Soldier Hawthorne hesitates for a moment before heading for the house and shutting the door, leaving me for dead. The sludge has my legs and keeps on going. As I struggle, eventually the only thing left uncovered is my head. My mouth is soon covered with my nose and eyes soon following. I can't see, and I can't breath. My lungs are screaming for air, I can't last much longer! This can't be the end, I can't...