I wake up to the sound of a cannon, start to roll over to hug my sisters and realize that I'm not at home. Not even in my district, district 10, I'm in a tree, in an arena, in The 69th Annual Hunger Games. I start to think about myself. My name is Bonie Wicket. I'm 12 years old, a few days ago was my first reaping and last, if I win or if I loose. The odds aren't in my families favor. Two of my family members have died in The Hunger Games, two have won. Right now I'm in The Games, I Haven't killed anyone yet and I'm not going to until the time comes. Sometimes I wish that nobody would fight and we would wait out the capitol, but that can't happen this year, somebody just died and people are crying right now.
"Bonie!" I hear someone, a boy, yelling my name from down below, I start to look down when I do I jerk my head back up. It was the Careers pointing an arrow at my head. In my head I'm crying, but I can't show that I'm sad or scared in The Games. I have to show them that I'm tough. I grab my bow that I made the first night and some arrows that I found an aim my arrow at them. I lean over and shoot, ten seconds later I hear a cannon.
"Oh my god" I whisper "I'm a murderer". Some tears fall out of my eyes. I wipe them away quickly and draw my bow, lean over, see someone climbing my tree so I shoot my arrow at their head, draw another and get the person with the bow and arrow. "Two left" I whisper as I hear two more cannons. I count my arrows "10 perfect" I say.
I draw my bow, lean, shoot and repeat. "done finally" I say. I take a look around and climb down. I take the bow and arrows, grab my stuff and look for more people. I think "how many more?" and realize I got the last kill. "I won" I whisper. "I won!" I yell.
I hear a loud speaker " It's not over yet" they say. as I see a helicopter come over me and drop a ladder.
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- Justmissa23