The death of my brother

~This is my first time rp as a lady. Anything helps. Thanks!~
"NO!!!!" I shout as the cannon sounds, indicating my brothers death. He wasn't even killed by a tribute! But by those damn gamemakers! There was already a group of girls my age surrounding me, trying to give me comfort, but I didn't want their comfort. I wanted revenge. I break through the circle gathering around me to see my target. A peacekeeper was carelessly talking to a shop keeper, his baton lazily hanging from his belt. Without thinking twice I yank it free and give him a good knock up the head. Instantly he turns around to confront what gave him the welt. At that moment I ran. I didn't know where I was going, I was just going. Before I left I heard to peacekeepers conversing. "Should we chase her down?" "Nah. That's Katie Bennett. She just lost her brother, give her some slack."

I throw myself on the dirt right out side the fence; I scream. The dirt in my mouth wasn't the most pleasant thing, but it muted the yell that otherwise would've been heard across the district. After a handful of minutes I stop and look up. Tears stung at my eyes and my throat burned. I wasn't going to cry. The moment I did I wouldn't stop. All the hard times I had given him? Every harsh word? Every mean thing I did? That was all an act. I had to be a giant. I knew Nate was strong, but I saw myself as the backup. I truly loved him more then anyone or anything. My back mysteriously was against a building when I had snapped back into reality. I heard the hum of the fence actually on. "Maybe I should touch it." I tell myself. "It'd be quick... painless... and it'd get me away from this hell."