A Beautiful Day…Chapter 1

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Katniss' pov.

There she was. My innocent little sister. Prim. Skipping and frolicking in the tall, green grass wearing a bright, sky blue dress fit just for her. She started heading toward a giant mass of children that surrounded the Capitol, joining the mass crowd. Then the sky was filled

with little specks in the sky. But as they came down, it appeared to be mini- parachutes. All the children screamed for joy as they tried to grab a mini- parachute, hoping for some kind of food, or clothing. Hoping to survive. But there was just something wrong with this. But I

couldn't grasp what exactly that was wrong. Five seconds later, the parachutes suddenly exploded, bursting into flames, turning into one simultaneous explosion of fire and terror. I screamed in terror as the children, who were once screaming for joy and glee, were now lying

dead, on the floor, never to feel that happiness ever again. As I was screaming in fear, I realized Prim was missing. My sister. My innocent little sister. I hurriedly ran over to the giant mass of dead bodies now, trying to find Prim. As I was searching for her, I saw a little boy

with reddish hair, who died holding a grey parachute in one hand, thinking it was full of some kind of hope. I saw another girl with dark brown hair, who died with eyes wide open, screaming in horror. Then I saw her. Prim. I started running, stepping on the bodies of innocent

children who died mercilessly just like my Prim. I finally got to her and held her close to my chest, cradling her soft, face. I gently stroked her blond hair and looked into her eyes. Her bright blue eyes that used to shine with pure joy when I came back from the Hunger Games,

with much stories to tell. Her hands that used to hold my very own hand when we went to the bakery together down the street to buy some fresh bread. But she was gone. I began to weep bitterly into her mass of hair until my eyes couldn't take it anymore. I looked up,

sensing someone was watching me from a distance. It was a man, waving happily. I squinted my eyes and dropped my sister's body to the ground gently. I went a little closer to the man, out of curiousity, and saw Gale. My lover. My best friend. "Gale…Do…" "Katniss! Did the

parachutes work? Did they explode right on time?" He said excitedly. I didn't understand at that moment what he did. "Gale… what are you talking about?" I said cautiously. "Oh, Katniss. Katniss…katniss…katniss. When will you ever learn? That was all me! The parachute

exploding idea!" He said, smiling evilly. Then it hit me. It was him. He killed all those innocent little children, with big dreams to accomplish. But not only that, he had killed my sister. I was going to kill him, I was going to get revenge. No matter what it cost me, even if that

was my own life. "Katniss…?" He said with worry in his voice. I began to sob now, and fell to the ground in anger and overwhelming tragedy. He headed towards me, trying to comfort me when I was crying because of him. But I realized he wasn't trying to comfort me, he was

holding a mini parachute behind his back. Gale, out of all people, was trying to kill me off too. I tried to back away but… BOOM.

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I woke up, with sweat lining my forehead, and dripping down my face more than ever. Tara was beside me, looking up and wiping my sweat with a little handkerchief. "Mommy? Are you okay? You were crying and screaming your dream. I was worried Mommy. I don't

want you to have bad dreams." She said, worriedly. I stared into her big, blue eyes and looked away because they reminded me of Prim. "I'm sorry Tara. I promise Mommy won't have bad dreams again. All right? Now go back to bed, sweetie. Mommy's fine." I said, forcing a

smile on my face to relieve Tara of her worries. She sighed, relieved. "Okay Mommy. Good night!" She said, happily and walked to her bedroom across the hallway and closed the door. I stood there for a few moments and walked briskly downstairs to the kitchen. Peeta was

sipping a cup of black coffee, while reading the newspaper. He looked up and stared at my tired face. "You okay, Katniss? You seem…tired. Have you been crying again?" He said, while searching my face for some kind of clue. "Yes Peeta. I'm perfectly fine. It's just… Never

mind. Hey, Peeta. Where does Gale live right now?" I said trying to hide my anger. "Hmm… he probably lives somewhere in District 13. I'm not sure. Do you want me to check?" he asked. "Thank you, love." I kissed him on top of his forehead and smiled. I then poured myself

a cup of coffee with cream and sugar, fully loaded. I had a plan, and I was going to make sure it worked. I was determined. I was ready. What was my plan? To get revenge. To kill Gale.

END OF CHAPTER ONE.

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