" Mom, Dad, are you guys out of your mind? How am I supposed to do my spectacular entrance to school for my thirteenth birthday when everyone is going to be in class?" I demanded loudly, furious for then not waking me up. It was November 3, and my birthday.
I trudged down the polished stairs, still sluggish from sleeping. Gosh! Must look terrible! Suddenly, that hard, musty rose smell hit me like me like a rock. I snapped out of my drowsy sleep and desperately ran into the kitchen. No, No, NO!!!  Panick started to rise in my chest. My mind racing through different sanareos. I ran, following the smelll. There, I saw a my worst nightmare come true. My mom and dad were slumped in their lives chairs, not breathing, with my moms teal blue hair lying scattered across the table.A bowl was shattered on the ground with the my favorite meal. The air was thick with the musty rose smell. I carefully examined the room. In the middle of the table, there was a single, haunting,pure white rose delicately placed. Near it was a thick piece of paper. I carefully went over there, trying to keep me tears in place. I glanced at it. It read a quick, but very disturbing note.

  Tanya, we will meet very soon.

I looked back and forth between my parents and the note. After a moment, I surrendered my tears and let them all out. Then it hit me. No longer did I want to appear the most beautiful and popular girl in the school, no longer did it seem to matter all theses wasted hours I spent thinking of what I should wear to school. Not longer did it seem to matter how much stuff I owned. All I knew was that is was President Snow, wanting to demolish the threats that my dad was making to him and his career. What does he even mean we will meet very soon ?

None of that seemed to matter at that moment though, all it mattered that my parents just died. By a person who I thought was my uncle. By the very person who used to play with me and buy me treats. The very person, Snow, who I used to call Snowy. A person who was like uncle, dad, brother all time. How could a person who was so close to you, betray you in one night? I could not answer that.

But then I had doubts. What if I'm to quick to blame him? What if Uncle Snow really wasn't involved? What if someone else did it? Yet for some reason I could not find anyone else who could have done such a thing. All reasons pointed that Snow has done it, but none to that of anyone else. He did invent the hunger games, he was evil, but never did I thought he was so evil to the point at which he would go and kill his sister and her family. Would he?
Then again, my parents had a fight with him!
But it's probably something small!
Then why did he murder my parents?
Who said he did it?
Evidence said so!
What, your suspicions?
This argument was ongoing in my head. I did not know who to trust, or what to do. Then overwhelming sorrow filled me. My detective mind of wonder totally shut of. I didn't care who did it. I was shocked, what will happen to me now? Then the sorrow turned into anger. I wanted the person who done this pay! An angry sob formed out of my mouth and rang through the house. Tears streaming down. My head starting to throb. Then I realized how  I have never really thought on how much I loved my mom, my dad, or what great parents they were. I sat down, and cried and cried. Regretting everything. Tears spilled like a rivers. I cried until my head hurt. After what seemed like a long time, the phone rang, startling me and making me jump back into present time. Whoever called left a message. It echoed through the house as a cool woman's voice said

Tanya Bloomwood is supposed to be in school. Please confirm that she stayed home, Thank you.

That voice numbed me. My tears stopped leaking, my head still throbbing. I seemed like there was no point in crying. What? School? At a time when something like this happened? A laugh of bitterness and jealousy came out. It cold and far away. Then it came to me. Whoever poisoned my parents will come after me. The numbing coldness still inside me. I got up and started thinking. I need to leave. Somewhere. But where? Into one of the districts. One that they will think that I would never go. Then I think after a few years I'll return. Maybe. District 12 seems like a good idea to hide in. What will I need? Food , money, clothes, and stuff. By that time, I was out of the kitchen and I started gathering a bunch of stuff, I got a huge  hiking backpack my dad used to own. And that should be big enough to hold everything.

I went to my room and I put all the clothes I could fit, which includes my figure skating ones. Figure skating. I just now realized how much stuff I a, going to miss. I can't go! I packed only half way. I still can turn back. My parents are rich, there will be enough to live without a job, right?
I was lost in thoughts when I heard the door creak open. I jumped. Who could that be?
" Tanya, I know you're there" said Snow
"It must be hard for you, but, what's done is done" He said in a sly voice.
The musty rose smell was already coming up the stairs and into my room.
"I had to poison their food for them to be knocked out for a little. I was to split it evenly with the three of you, but you weren't there to take your part." Snow fell silent. Waiting for my answer that never came. I felt lost. My parents gone, my only other relative, betrayed me. I saw this coming, and yet it still surprised me. I still wanted to yell at him, for his betrayal, and yet I still want to come running at him with open hands. Now I don't even have a family. Snow's voice echoed through the halls again.
" Ah, want to play silently? Well, to summon things up, you're to blame of what happened." Snow said, his voice echoing through the mansion.
What? NO!!! How? I gripped tightly on my backpack, full of cloths and some other materials, my mother's quilt, my dad's pack of daggers. The quilt was sticking out of the pack. I couldn't fit anything else, nor could I get them.
" Tanya, if you don't come, that doesn't mean I wouldn't come for you." Snow replied, his voice getting more threatening.
Then I heard footsteps coming up the stairs. Fear started to build up. I was on the third floor. I couldn't jump anywhere. Snow made it to the second. Tanya think! Just run for it. I hoisted the backpack onto my shoulder, the weight of it dug into my shoulder. I stood up and carefully walked to the door half open door. I peeked outside and caught a glimpse of my uncle. Now or never, now never. I slammed the door opened and ran down to the stairs, passed Snow. I think I saw a surprised look on his face. Snow reached out for me, barely catching me. Now passed him, I flew down the stairs and out the door. I paused for a moment, remembering where I was going to go. Oh, district 12. I turned around, facing the forest that our house was built by, and ran in there to hide and start.

The forest was untouched by anyone in the capital or any other human.The trees are huge and tall, the top was a tangled mess of orange, red and yellow, still with bits of greens coming through. The different trees overlapping each other created this illusion of one big, fall tree with a million stems. The forest floor was just as messy.Huge trees fallen over the many years created obstacles. The stray twigs littered the floor. The decomposing leaves created a soft patting, with new dry leave from the November fall trees on top. The fall trees look made every speck of light that managed to come though have this golden tint to it. But I didn't have time to admire the forest.

I was running as fast as I could, which wasn't fast at all. After a while, I stopped, panting.Then I looked around. I was far away. I couldn't see and house or building. I decided to settle down for the night. I noticed the light dimming around me. Then, I heard a rushing sound. I looked around. Then running in between trees and rocks, I saw a small stream with clear water. Then tiredness fill me. I didn't care where was, I just needed sleep. Which was weird. The sun was still out, and I usually go to bed at like 11pm at the least! I bought the backpack of my shoulders and set it down to take the quilt my mom made out of there.

In my backpack, there was a bunch of clothes, my moms quilt, a carved frame from my dad, map, a pack of pocket knives. That's all I managed to collect before Snow came. I was missing key things- money, water, food. I decided not to worry about it too much. I looked at the map, and saw that it lead to district 12. Good. My thoughts started to wander off. First to that, then to that. Soon enough, I fell asleep.

In the next morning, I woke up to the chirping sound of the forest. The Mosquitos have decided to make a fest of me, and I was itching all over. Surprisingly, I slept really well. Then, yesterday came rolling in. Sadness filled me. Hey, you can't change the past, so why not enjoy the present. Then I realized how thirsty I was, distracting me from my thoughts. I walked to the stream to drink. I kneeled down to take a drink, but saw two pair of eyes staring at me. I yelped in surprise. What is that? I looked closer, and saw millions of fish. Well, that solves my problem with food and water. I took a drink, carefully trying to to touch any fish. Then I whent to be get my thing. I packed away everything into my dad's backpack and checked the map. Once ready, I followed the river to district 12.