As I feel the platform begin to lift me up into the arena I feel the adrenaline begin to flow through

my body. Once the platform reaches the top I scan the environment around me and I feel hope rising in my chest I am surrounded in jungle as far as the eye can see. I hear the cannon go and start sprinting to the center of the cornucopia. I grab a hefty brown bag and a sharp jagged knife and rip it across the boy from district 12s throat. He dies before he hits the ground. I head to the center where I see the tributes from district 1,2 and 4 waiting for me. We meet up and access our gear and weapons we decide to camp at the cornucopia. I decide that it is time to look at what is in my pack inside I find some dried meat, matches, a lighter, iodine an empty bottle of water, steel rope, a one person tent, I get told to stand guard for the night I find a comfortable place in the cornucopia and doze off thinking to myself that I need to wake up before they do. In the morning I hear a scream and I begin to get up but it is too late. The last thing I see is a spear and blinding pain.