One of the guys, I think his name was Chase pointed up at me in the tree. My heart beat sped up from its already fast pace. What is his point in talking to me before he kills me?
I wondered. So I had to choose. I remembered how I got a 9 in training, only from playing with my 3 older brothers. It wasn't a hard choice, live or die. I chose to live as long as possible. I followed them around not even trying to make a conversation, but they armed me with one of the clubs they had. I was just listening to them. I heard the red head talking about a boy she was fighting at the beginning, she was angry he got away from her.
I felt a spark of hope but I wasn't going to get too excited in case I heard wrong and then there would disappointment. Later that night I made a fire and we all gathered around it. I was the last to fall asleep. I wondered how they trusted me not to just kill them right now. I actually thought about it a few times, just stabbing them all or slitting their throats while they slept. I don't know why I didn't Maybe because they had information about James, the only thing that I had that was close to a friend in this god forsaken place.
By morning the fire had died. No tributes tried to attack, I wondered if they were hiding, like the little 12 year old I saw last year, she hid in the trees and waited almost everyone out.
It was a cold morning and soon everyone was awake. Chase started to talk about a plan to take all of tributes down. I wonder why he didn't mention 4 of our imminent deaths if this plan worked. In this "master plan" Chase assigned me as a target. Great, I'm the target. What if someone has the bow and arrows?
I knew why they gave me this task. I was almost the weakest link and I never really belonged in this group anyways. Our plan was to begin at noon when the sun was right over our heads, we had around 3 hours of "free time" as the other guy, I believe his name was Atlas called it.
I decided to go for a walk to see if I could find any plants or something. It was hard to be nice to these people. These creatures, that are planning the death of around 4 other people.
I nodded and started to walk off with my club in my hand. I never intended to find any tributes, I assumed they would all be hiding away from where we were.
I would have never expected James to be just outside of the forest, bleeding from a cut on his shoulder. Darker and Darker, I can hear the screams of young children and their parents as bombs are dropped onto the Districts. As I stop to breathe I can hear the sound of a small animal maybe, or a human. I pick up a nearby stick on the ground as a weapon, though if this is the Capitol, it will have no effect on their high — tech equipment.
As I pull back the stick, ready to launch at whatever attacks me I see a minute girl and a tall boy hide behind a tree.
I gasp and immediately drop the stick and walk over to the young children. You need to hide. Sounds pierce my ears as bombs are going off, they must be mines under the ground as they get nearer to us by the second. I make sure that Seel is okay, though he nods in reasurement, we continue running for what seems hours though must only be for about a few minutes, maybe 10 at the most.
I look around at the towering trees and tap at them to see which one would be the easiest to climb. I find some sticks on the ground and start to make a simple bow and arrow for me, and a slingshot for Seel for defence and for game.
I volunteered but can you blame me? It was expected. Afterall I'm from District 1, it's supposed to be an hono Jasmine Everdeen. The sixteen year sister of Primrose and Katniss. She has learned the art of healing from her mother and hunting from her sister. When Prims name is cal Not Supposed To Be by -Nighthunter27 Brook Odair is reaped for the 74th Hunger Games.
Just when she is finally getting over a long sickness, that left her weak. Road and Hunger Games comparison Both the Hunger Games and The Road are two books set in the same type of environment of being poor, explored choices of humans facing a test of humanity, impacted by human modernization and technology and emotional power.
We will explore the different themes and compare the logic between the pages. I feel that the story line was. As I laid down in the sand I could feel the overbearing burning sensation of the sun burning my skin. While I laid my head down I could hear the voices of little kids playing in the sand, parents talking in the background, splashing of water, and the barely audible tidal waves. Everything seemed halcyon. Nothing seemed different.
Everything was normal. I got tired of the burning sensation of the sun kissing my skin so I decided to stand up and start reading a book. I brought a couple interesting books with me so I struggled to decide what book to read.
I came to a consensus to continue reading Hunger Games: Catching Fire. I kept reading from where I left off during the scene where Katniss realized that the arena was in the shape of a clock.
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