Coalin Ctray, Disrtict 12 <Resubmission;DONE>

The silence of the forest reminded me of how quiet life is until you unexpectedly whisper - soft, like a baby's touch, at first - then it gets louder and louder until it was a battle cry. A scream, a screech of utter defiance against the unbearable silence. A scream, yes, that is all I need, but not just any scream, a scream from a trapped animal. Then I could return home and feed the family. The leaves rustled behind me, it was getting colder and colder by the second, maybe hunting during twilight was a bad idea - but it was the only time the peacekeeper allowed me. That reminds me I also had to give this rabbit to their head who let me out. If not for me they wouldn't have their own little snack, they wouldn't be able to become selfish. As for me their wasn't time to become selfish because if I do turn selfish I would be murdering my little sibling and I know how much they depend on their big brother.

'We love you big brother, take care,' they would always tell me - with twinkling blue eyes like mine and hands up in the air waving, lips upwards in an innocent smile (how could I afford to be selfish if they care so much) - before I go hunting. 'Yay! Big brother brought us food,' then they'd come running towards me arms outstretched and they'd wrap themselves around my frail body. Their the sweetest people in the whole world. Sometimes I wonder why their nice when life has been nothing but a pain to them, how they could smile ever so sweetly. Unlike me I haven't smiled for a long time - well the only people to see me smile is my family - ever since the accident.

A loud explosion was heard over in the mining holes. Most left the explosion with a few bumps and bruises but there was one dead. His name was Mike Ctray. He was killed when he was helping a fellow worker whose leg was trapped under a huge beam of wood.

"I was screaming for help, but no one replied. And I thought I was a goner. Suddenly he appeared and helped me remove my leg from the pillar of wood. Then we ran, I made it out, but I didn't see him," the survivor said to the interviewer.

Mike Ctray father of five children, age 36 died on the beginning of the 55th hunger games. His eldest son is 8 years old, we send our condolences to his family.

Mama says I've changed a lot from the accident - who wouldn't when you were forced to grow up fast and supply food to the family - and I knew she was right. I used to be scared of going to the forest, but know it's like second nature to me. Then suddenly a rabbit appears in front of me. From the little light that passing through the thick forest, I could see it was fat. Oh, how we would feast tonight. My slender hand makes its way to the pocket where I keep the blades my father gave me for my 6^th birthday. He said that I should learn to protect myself especially when I'm eligible for the hunger games. He said I should learn to wield it and try to win the hunger games if I could, but I haven't been picked yet so I don't know how I would fair against the careers. The rabbit hops to the little net I prepared and boom it was trapped no hope in seeing the next sun set.

"I'm sorry little friend," I whisper. I love animals ever since I stepped into the forest. They're little life forms that please me and they have cute faces and soft fur. They're the next thing to my siblings that relaxes me and reminds me that I'm still a child, still very ignorant to what the world has to offer. Then my knifes flies towards the rabbit and I just ended a life. I'm used to ending lives, it's my duty to my family and to some of the peackeepers that I pay to let me out onto the fields.

I make my way towards the dead rabbit, another meat to fill my bag, next to the turkey and other two fat rabbits and also 5 raw fishes. I can now go home.

I start to follow the markers I made on the trunks of the, CC for Coalin Ctray, these were the things that helped me get my way around the forest the first time. Finally, I arrived to the gate where he was waiting for me, but before I entered I went to the tree with the biggest CC and hid my knives in the hole inside the trunk. That was part of our deal, I get to feed my family if I give him a share and that I don't bring a knife into the district.

"About time Coalin! Where's my share?" he said impatiently. "Right here sir! I'm sorry for being late, here's a fish also because you waited for me," I say handing him 2 fat rabbits and three of the fishes I caught. "Thanks and it's alright son!" he says and then he leaves. I've learned to trust peacekeepers over the years. Some of them are kind others are big bullies but in the end they're still doing their job. Just like me, I try to feed my family and race them. I hope they like fried fish, roasted turkey and rabbit meat.

And that's when I walked home with a smile because life was finally giving us a chance to whisper kind words.

<Family>: