Hey guys! I know I'm writing a Hunger Games story without even reading the book, so I got all the info from the movie. Sorry! :( But, I'll try my best! Thanks for reading this!
Fear.
Fear.
Fear is the only thing I've ever know, the only thing I've lived off. After my parents died, I had nothing. Now I sit in the forest, depending on it for survival. I go through the things in the middle of a hollow tree. It's where I store everything I have. I take out the projector and a small black box. The box has the tape of when my parents were selected to be tributes for The Hunger Games. I take my sharp stone and cut the rope lying on a bed of leaves next to me. A blanket made of sunset orange colored leaves comes down four yards away from me, making a screen.
I place the projector on top of a tree stump, open the black box, take the tape out and put it into a hole in the projector. Then it starts to play.
I know this is REALLY short but I'll make it longer next chapter PROMISE! Luv ya! -Lexie
