Note: Sorry for not getting this up Friday. One-shot. Please read and review.

Remember Me

My life flashes before my eyes. My mom and dad are looking proudly at me when I learned to walk with my bad leg. I'm crippled because of a horse crushing the bones in my leg and foot. The reaping, my parents cry as I stumble onto the stage. Training, I make no impression on the gamemakers winning me a four. But I'm smart for a 13 year old. Instead of going into the bloodbath at the cornucopia I run as fast as a crippled can go into the forest. It's been a few days since the games have started. I know I will never win, but why haven't the careers found me yet? My question is answered the next night as I hear their heavy footsteps and loud mouths about 100 yards away from me. I can't run I'm too slow so my only option is to hide on the ground or to climb a tree. I decide to climb the tree. Now they're running to catch me. Climbing a tree is not a good idea! I'm too slow. I'm about 7 feet up the tree when they reach the bottom. "Hey Clove why don't you go up and get that boy." a huge boy with blonde hair said. "Don't mind if I do" a small dark haired girl replied. She starts climbing. She almost has me when the branch I'm sitting on gives out. I fall on the hard ground with nothing to break my fall. They surround me but I'm in so much pain I couldn't move if I wanted to. The pretty blonde says "let's have some fun" as she takes the girl from district fours knife and cuts off one of my fingers. I scream but they give no mercy. The five of them strip me of all my clothes but my underwear and take turns cutting chunks of my flesh and some of my fingers and toes off. I'm crying but not in pain I think the fall broke my back because I can't feel anything from my neck down. I can see my mangled body but I try to look at the sky a brilliant blue. After hours they finally decide it's time to kill me and move on the find their next victim. The boy with the blonde hair, I think his name is Cato pulls out his sword. No one knows my story no one remember my name. I tell the careers "I'm Woody remember me." Cato brings his sword down watching my head roll from my body.