The Hunger Games

I am Katniss.
I can see Effie Trinket digs her hand deep into the ball, and pulls out a slip of paper.
I desperately hoping that it’s not me.
I can hear Effie reads out the name in a clear voice. 

It’s Primrose Everdeen.

That’s how I feel now, trying to remember how to breathe,
unable to speak, totally stunned as the name bounces around
the inside of my skull.

“Prim!” The strangled cry comes out of my throat, and my
muscles begin to move again.

“I volunteer!” I gasp. “I volunteer as tribute!”

I can see the crowd, cameras everywhere. And the games are about to begin.

“Ladies and gentlemen, let the Seventy-fourth Hunger
Games begin!”

I can see the other tributes die.
I feel lonely.

Imagining my home makes me ache with loneliness. This
day has been endless. Could Gale and I have been eating
blackberries only this morning? It seems like a lifetime ago.
Like a long dream that deteriorated into a nightmare. Maybe,
if I go to sleep, I will wake up back in District 12, where I belong.

But no tears come. I’m too tired or too numb to cry. The only
thing I feel is a desire to be somewhere else.

This book somehow makes me feel like I am Katniss Everdeen. You have to read this, if you want to know what it feels like. Hunting in the woods, be a tribute, be in the arena of the game..

A very awesome book, I must say :)
I can't wait to read the second book: Catching Fire.
And oh, there will be a film that adapted from this book!
It will be released March 23, 2012 in the United States! :D
I have watched the trailer, and seemingly it will be as awesome as the book!