She is gone. She wanted me to win for her. I don't want to win now she has gone. I want to die. Clove is the reason I wanted to live. She was the girl who never missed. The only career to get anywhere near to killing 'Fire Girl'. She didn't get near once, she nearly killed her twice. Clove should have won. The best tribute was Clove. All I can do is snap a neck and use a sword. She had accuracy, skill and power. In my head all I can picture is her; her hazel brown eyes. I remember her from the reaping. Just a small fifteen year-old. When they called her name, I knew I wanted to volunteer. There was a rustle in the trees... 11. I know it's him. He comes up to me, as he does not notice me. I reach for my sword as he looks at me. "You got revenge for that little girl Rue. Well... Here is my revenge for Clove." I say. My sword is in my hand. Just swipe and Clove will be revenged. I close my eyes and swing. I wait several minutes before opening them. I look down at the floor. He lays there. Just like how Clove did. Suddenly, I hear growling. Mutts. I look up to the sky. "I'm coming to you Clove. Won't be long now..."