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I've been having vivid dreams of the Games. Instead of me being chosen its always someone I love that bravely goes to the stage and always says ' I love you Kenzie. I'm doing this for you Kenzie .' Then they always drop like stones and leave me there alone, but I never see anything further. I always wake up after that choking and covered in sweat trying to fight the tears. I live in District 2 and its not like I have anything to worry about because someone always volunteers. But still I can't keep my mind from wondering what it would be like to have to endure those wretched games. I have rich parents and have wonderful friends and life but I hate Snow. He had caused my sisters death 3 years ago. She was older and was 17 when she left. Me being 15 I sat there in my kitchen seeing my sister get axed to death. Her head came right off along with her arms and legs. There was nothing left to bury when her torn body was shipped back home. See the only bad thing is that my sister didn't volunteer because the other girl backed out at last moment and so they called her and she went. Now I've spent too much time in my bed and its time to get ready and go to my training. We all get trained even if we don't have to volunteer, it's just how we run things around here.