After The Hunger Games (Mockingjay)

Part 1

Katniss' P.O.V

But there are much worse games to play.
I remember, before the first games, when me and Gale were talking about if we'd ever have kids. I never expected to have them, living in district 12. But it's alright now. No more suffering. No more hunger. No more games. Now that the district is being re built, life is so much better. With everyone helping, it's coming together really well. We have my victors house, and the border line fence of the district has been torn down. I have the family of my dreams, me, Peeta, Willow and Rye. Willow is now eight years old, and Rye is four years old.

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I wake up to the sound of Willow's precious little footsteps along the hall.
She has always been an early riser, like her dad, whereas Rye just never gets up. Peeta must already be up, as I can hear his laughter. "Katniss, are you up yet?" Peeta whispers as he quietly enters the bedroom. I roll over and greet him with a smile, and in return I get an even bigger one back. "Someone is happy this morning!" I say as I hear Willow singing at the top of her voice. Peeta chuckles, leaving me to get changed out of my pyjamas. I quickly slip on a pair of plain black trousers, with a green wooly jumper.
As I walk into the kitchen Willow and Peeta are already half way through their breakfast, so I just help my self straight away. The day goes by as it usually does, Peeta taking Willow to school, and me getting Rye ready, then me, Peeta and Rye go on some sort of adventure somewhere, then picking up Willow, having our dinner, watching a small amount of television, and just enjoying what we have.

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As Willow is getting older she is becoming more clever, and understanding everything that happened in the games. When she turned twelve, we took her to an old arena, well, the place where the arena was, and she thought it was incredible. Rye, has just turned twelve, so we took him not that long ago, and he enjoyed it as well. Since Willow is 16, and Rye is 12, we told them that if we still had the hunger games, they could have been reaped.

"Can we please go out to the woods? Please?" Willow asks, wanting to take her little brother to on his first adventure. "OK fine. But be careful. And no crossing the border." Peeta tells them sternly. "OK thanks! Come on Rye! Bye!" Willow says, super excited for the adventures to come. "Bye!" Me and Peeta both say in sync. And with that they're gone. "So, who do you think will be the next president?" Peeta asks with a look of concentration on his face. "I don't know. Maybe haymitch!" I say joking around, trying to enlighten the mood. "I wish! I just hope celestia snow doesn't get it." He says more serious now."Why?" I ask, confused. "Because she is president snow's granddaughter." He replies, remembering the games. "She's aloud to be president?" I ask, worried and shocked at the same time. "Yes. And she could do anything to us."
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Hi, erm so I know this is really bad, sorry, I'm just not very good at writing. I apologise for any wrong grammar or spelling mistakes and all of the characters, and names and anything to do with the hunger games, the credit goes to Suzanne Collins.