Pocket Change (Sher)

I wave goodbye to my mom and follow him out the door. I still had my suspicions, so I watched him carefully and followed close behind. When we reached a hole in the seem, he asked "Ready?" I nodded and said, "Ready as I'll ever be." I nudged myself in front of him and squeezed through first, it was the rule anyways, lades first.

I waited for him to come through also. "Dont rip the shirt!" i shrieked as it got caught on the fence. It was just instinct I guess, being a seamstress and all. I covered my mouth and blushed cherry red. I was such an embarrassment.

After my moment of pure embarrassment was over, he led me quickly to his store of weapons, which I found a bit unusual. "Why do you keep weapons out here? if you don't mind me asking. " I said curiously as he pulled out a couple knives, a bow and a sheath of arrows. That was a lot of weapons, was it really that dangerous out here?

He then explained a few minutes away was a quiet place o talk, I nodded and followed behind carefully but enjoying the silent forest. The gentle wind made the trees rustle and the birds sing and it was just delightful! Soon we arrived at a gently brook. It was very clear water and the showed a pebbly bottom. The sound was very comforting and relaxing. I found a log near the bank and sat down crossing my legs comfortably.

I nodded and took a berry. Right before I ate it, I examined carefully. I never ate a wild berry before, and hoped it wasn't poison. Brushing of the fact that Shane would deliberately poison me, I plopped it in and chewed it. It was quite delightful and tasted very sweet with the slightest sour aftertaste. "Mmm these are good! What are they called?""I asked curiously stealing another from him and eating it.

After a while, I realized why we are here again. OI looked ta him, "Okay were here for a reason, you want to know about me eh?" I said calmly.

I nod and finish the next berry I ate before I started to talk. there was a lot to say, mostly depressing though, very depressing. I started off as simple as possible though to ease the mood. "Well, I was born just another District twelve girl, but I was lucky enough to be born into a better off family. I had an older sister. Her name was Marie. Sweetest girl in the world. Then, then, she was reaped. And killed. I never knew that though, my parents just told me she went somewhere and wasn't coming back. I was just too young to know, but by my second year in the reaping, I started to realize where she went. I said starting to well up a bit. it was hard to think that my sister died in the games. I looked back up at him, "She left me with two words the day she left, when we were aloud to visit her, "Be strong." I didn't know what it meant, but, but now I do."

he put his hand on my shoulder gently, it was a nice gesture from him, a change in his attitude when I first saw him. It relaxed me a little. When he said I didn't have to go on, i just shook my head and avoided eye contact. "But Shane, that's not the end of it. After she died I had a little sister, her name was Kate. Let me tell you, mist stubborn difficult child I know, but I loved her. In her first reaping, she was taken from my family also, and no one took it well. I just must have that kind if luck, to have both of my sisters taken from me against my will, against theirs, it's just not fair." I explained my voice a little shaky. I understand one sibling reaped, but two? My fate was shaken, i had one more year, would I get through or would I end up like both my sister, fallen into the grasp of death. I felt a tear roll down my cheek but I quickly wiped it away. I didn't want to seem weak, but talking about my sisters made me feel helpless.

It was nice to meet a person who felt the same way as I did about the capitol. It really was truly unfair. Both my sisters, my beloved sisters ripped from my life and practically murdered. i sniffled and wiped away my tears. I brushed my hair aside and looked at him with a painted smile. "So, enough about me, How was your life. presumably better than mine I assume." I said my voice cracked a bit from crying. I really didn't want to dwell on the past of my life, I wanted it to get out of my head, but of course, I knew that wasn't going to happen.