Summer (OPEN)

[ali]

Happiness, hit her like a train on a track
Coming towards her, stuck still no turning back
She hid around corners and she hid under beds
She killed it with kisses and from it she fled
With every bubble she sank with a drink
And washed it away down the kitchen sink

The sound of chopping wood echoed through District 7- the workers already up and shedding the forests of their great pine trees. The brilliant structures so tall and proud fell to the mercy of large metal saws- their skin being sliced through with the razor edged metal. The bark finally cracked- and the wooden bodies fell through their air silently before hitting the ground loudly like thunder claps. The birds flew from their perches on the great oaks, screaming as they flew away; somewhat frustrated that their house had yet again fallen to the ground. The smell of pine needles and dirt, filled the air of district 7- making a lovely aroma of freshness surround the houses and the streets- making that particularly sunny summer afternoon, a beautiful one.

The dog days are over
The dog days are done
The horses are coming
So you better run

Cherith sat in the park- which was a very nice park. It had a fountain, a swing set and lots of room for children to run about and play and families to have lovely picnics on afternoons such as this. Cherith had her nose, deep within the pages of a book she had gotten from a kind vender on the market stalls- the book was old and bent and broken; but Cherith did not care much for the aesthetic qualities of the book. She was more interested in the words that fell from the page as she read- the story coming alive on the crinkled paper in front of her. She was never too fond of story books, but this one about a man who fell in love from the Capitol and ended up killing himself for her in the end was one of the un-told classics. Historians believed that it was once a story of the old world by a famous man.

Run fast for your mother run fast for your father
Run for your children for your sisters and brothers
Leave all your love and your longing behind you
Can't carry it with you if you want to survive

Cherith looked up at the sky- the empty blueness like a blanket- covering the world. She sighed thinking that this was the same sky she was born, raised and lived under for 16 years of her short life. The sky was unchanging- it remained the same, for ever blue. She looked ahead of her at the people in the park who were enjoying the afternoon’s sun. She didn’t have any friends- so she could not enjoy life the same way as other people had. Being a quiet outcast know it all was not the way to get friends; people avoided her like the plague for some odd reason. It was possibly the fact her eyes were different colours- one chocolate brown and one navy blue. It was an odd sight to see such difference in Panem- in the districts if a child was born with a visible deformity, then they were killed at birth. Cherith sometimes felt she was lucky to have a mother who had loved her so much.

I look around but I can´t find you
The dog days are over
The dog days are done
Can you hear the horses
'Cause here they come

[Guilietta]

Chaya ran. Faster and faster and it was hot. So hot it felt like the Earth stood on fire. He was after her. And the thirst she had. Colours popped up in her head and rose like balloons. But there was no way of stopping. No way she'd have time to drink something. No way she'd let him get her. He won. The tree crushed her like she was an ant and the tree a feet of a human walking by, not paying any attention to whom he just killed.

Chaya's eyes opened suddenly. It had just been a dream. She tried to convince herself. Just a dream. But then, why did it still feel like Chaya was laying under that tree, being crushed by the tree?

Chaya tried to remove the sweat from her forehead. She had worked all day and it had been hot. That was probably the reason why she'd fallen asleep in the first place. The sounds of tree chopping workers sounded loudly throughout the whole forest. This somehow made Chaya calm down. Normal life went on, she just had a dream. Nothing bad. A little shaky she stood up.

She was so thirsty! Chaya considered going home to drink something, but seeing her father lie in bed and knowing his colleagues were out there to work was more than Chaya could handle. Decidions, decidions. Should she go home and see her father, or should she stay here and be thirsty? Finally Chaya choose the first option. With nothing more than her pure will she dragged herself to the park. At least in the park she could sit.

When finally, she arrived she sat herself down for a few minutes. She looked at her axe, the blade had become ugly and rusty, but she'd never dare to throw it away. It had been her father's.

Then Chaya looked up and tried to like the world. Like the world just a tiny bit more, but she knew she couldn't. People enjoying their life. People having fun. Little children who lived and reminded her of her little sister. With a sad face she looked away.

Chaya almost jumped into a tree when she saw a girl, reading a book. Right next to her! Chaya blinked a few times to make sure she really wasn't still dreaming. This girl had two different eyes... With a mix of curiousity and a bit scared she looked at the girl. Should she say something? Chaya didn't think she'd dare, and she didn't know something to say as well.

Instead she walked(as far as it was walking) to the fountain she'd totally forgotten about and began to drink. First with tiny sips, but when she couldn't hold herself anymore and she drunk the water like it was the only thing she had ever wanted. Splashing in the water with her hands, bringing them to her mouth, over and over, untill she got all wet. She didn't think about the girl anymore for one second, just totally forgetting she was there.