Parents, Gone?

There was no way I could be seeing what I was seeing, and I knew it was something that I shouldn't be watching. My mother had started to panic at the sight of the Peace Keepers but I was interested. I wanted to see what was going on, if there were important people coming through. But I-in now way-am I prepared to see what I'm seeing.

There are two prisoners being marched through the District, but that isn't what I'm so surprised at. I'm watching a blatant show of disregard for the Capitol. There are people running up to the Peace Keepers. They take one down so fast I'm not sure that I saw it, their chances were great, there were two people against one Peace Keeper and the prisoners were running! I think they might get away! But then I hear the sound of a gun and everything goes from the hopeful air it had started with to absolute horror. The two people that attacked the Peace Keepers-a man and a woman- have been shot.

I watch the woman fall and I know that she has been shot in the head. The man drops to the ground as the Peace Keeper runs off, I'm assuming to recapture the prisoners. I see someone run up to the man on the ground and cradle the man in their arms. The dying man must be their father. I don't know what's going on, I don't know who any of these people are, but I do know that what I just saw will inexplicably change not only my life, but District twelve forever.

I know I shouldn't , my mother starts shrieking at me-but I grab my shoes and shove my feet into them and grab the small wooden board that is used as a gurney and rush to the people in the street.