- I still don't understand how can everyone be so stressed about the interview, it's just a rainbow haired Ceasar asking the same questions he asks every year: "Do you have family?, How do you think they feel?, What's your strategy?, Is someone waiting at home for you?" Same questions same answers, I haven't heard any original responses since my sisters interview where she delighted them with her already trained attitude from district 2. - I confess to Lara, my stylist
- It's a matter of thinking the perfect answer, that suits who you play in their show.
- Can I ask you something? Is it weird that I dream of my sister, well not dream but have nightmares about her.
- Perhaps not but since you were reaped… tributes aren't expected to be normal anymore, not after they are reaped.
 
Those weren't the words I had expected from a woman born in this mess of life, born in the Capitol.
 

- Our next tribute may have a step forward from the rest of our young comrades, her sister Alison Boit won the games 9 years ago and now give a little more pride to her district Katherine has volunteered for this years Games, so please give a round of applause to district 8 female tribute: Katherine Boit
 
Once he finish speaking I walk in, blinding lights everywhere, and shadows trying to eat them, I try to keep a straight pace so I don't trip and fall, I know that the only way to win the games is by charming Caesar and the Capitol citizens.
 
- So Katherine tell us how are you enjoying the Capitol?
- You can call me Kathy - I try to fake a smile, to look a bit like my sister - And I never thought that it could be this beautiful here, I always thought… - Great I am choking, I have to think of Jess answer - I mean, I always thought of the Capitol as the biggest house of dolls that has ever existed, all this pretty girls surrounded by handsome men, always wearing beautiful clothes and having a great time doing this everyday, it is any little girls fantasy to come here, as it was mine when I was younger - The moment the crowd nodded and smiled I knew who I was in their show, the sweet one, the one that will always charm them with her "smiles" and her words.
- The day of the charity ride then did you feel like a doll - Somehow yes, I felt like the doll that was once left behind and another girl finds, you know I felt pretty and wanted I felt like I belonged to someone, or in this case that I belonged somewhere.
- And so far, do you have any thoughts on the other tributes?
- I honestly think I shouldn't underestimate anyone, because all of them have great skills that may come handy during the games
- Do you think you have the chances of your sister?
- Well perhaps not the same, she was raised 10 years in D2, and I was only there my first year of live, but I hopefully think that I learned enough during training to survive the games.
- One last question before you go sweetheart, were your parents there when you volunteered.
 
It was now or never, I got one final charm to knock them out, so I started crying it was half real, half faked but people got shocked by my tears that was what I had expected.
 
- Are you okay Kathy, was it something I said?
- No, it's just that you mentioned my mother, she died when I was 3, trying give birth to who could have been my younger brother
- That's terrible
- I guess, since my mother died I was raised by the housekeeper, I actually volunteered for her daughter, she is so dear to me just like my own sister
- Well I'm that she is with you in spirit and that you will fid you way trough the games an become our victor.
- Thank you Caesar for your kind words - I gave one last smile with a few tears in my eyes, and before I walked out of the stage I heard the roar of the crowd clapping and cheering me.
 

Once I got down from the stage I heard someone behind me giggling at me
 
- Well you found your way in their hearts sis, now you only have to find a way out of the games.

Chariot Ride

- So? How are you doing? - Asks Paisley, my mentor
- Fine I guess, it hasn't even been a day since we left the district
- Do you miss your father?
- To be quite honest I don't, I almost never saw him
- Look Katherine I - Before she can keep talking I cut her out-
- You what? You are sorry because I wasn't able to see him, or because I was almost an orphan?
- I didn't mean to
- It's ok, I am used to this - As I finish the sentence I stand up and walk back to my room
 
My temporary bedroom was more like a little loft, it had everything I could ask for, a comfy bed, nice decoration, shoes, dresses, accesories, I even had a writing space for letters that were not going to be sent, I sit in one of the empty chairs and pour a glass of lemonade in to it, and as I finish doing this I hear my door click open.
- Is anyone in here?
- Yes, this is my room - I turn to see who it is and I see Dowlas standing there with his cane in hand
- I am sorry everything here sounds so alike I never seem to find my way around.
- Don't worry, do you want me to take you to your room or ask someone to do it?
- No, someday I will find my way
- Do you want something to drink meanwhile?
- I don't want to bother
- You are not - I say smiling, and then my smile faded away because I reminded he can't see it - Have a seat
 
Dowlas didn't really seemed to care about being blind, all he cared about was how this will affect his family, he never said how he could never win because of his lack of view, he only said how he could never win because he didn't had any skills like the ones I had developed thanks to my father; but as we talked the games faded, the menace of inminent death faded away, and other things started coming up, like childhood experiences and silly teen crushes, the hours went away as we speaked and soon it was dinner time.