She slept peacefully. Her head rested on Cato's chest. His arm wrapped around her. She had hoped when her family saw her like that, they would think she was handling this well. That the games didn't concern her. And that was partly true. Killing those kids at the cornucopia, no problem. Killing that girl under the tree were Katniss hid, was entertaining. But what did concern her about the games were her family's view of her. Her father would be ashamed in her if she didn't win.

"I won't go to you're funeral." Glimmer's father had said. Those were the last words she had heard him say. The constantly were haunting her as she did things. When she did her interviews, that was all she could think about.

You better not screw this up. Glimmer had though repeatedly as she went through it. She knew the Capital would only see her looks. So she took the role as an idiotic flirt, hoping to get the male sponsors' attention. She knew she wasn't smart. She knew she wouldn't get through the arena on her own. She needed those people to like her. The ones that would whistle at her and grab her. Those were the people Glimmer needed to get.

At home, her mother started screaming as she watch Katniss cut down the tracker jacker nest. She wanted to warn Glimmer. To tell her to run. But all she could do was watch. Even her father yelled at the television.

"Glimmer, wake up! Now, Glimmer! Now!" He yelled, as he held his weeping wife. But Glimmer slept soundly. Katniss cut faster and faster. As the branch got thinner, the tears fell down heavier on their faces.

Finally, the branch fell. It crashed and landed on top of Glimmer. The careers all got up. They screamed and ran as the tried to swat the bugs away from them as they stung them angrily. Glimmer got up too, but she couldn't follow. She couldn't think straight. The venom was already at work, and she was too scared to think right.

"To the water!" Marvel yelled. Everyone ran as fast as the could, but suddenly, Cato felt guilty. He didn't love Glimmer. But he couldn't leaver her to just die. He knew what it was like having a family that was like that.

He turned around, bracing himself for the stings, but he couldn't go to her without dying himself. All he could do was watch in horror.

"Glimmer! Come on!" He commanded, but Glimmer couldn't hear. She was stuck in a world of nightmare. People died around her. People yelled at her. Things were burning down. He knew there was nothing he could do. It was too late. Even if he did get her, she would die for the poison. The stings were starting to rain down heavier on him as the tracker jackers turned on him. And he was starting to see the images of his sister dying. He turned around, going to the water and leaving Glimmer behind.

Glimmer stood under the tree, screaming in pain. Most of the tracker jackers targeted her. They stung her as she ran in circles, trying to brush them off. The stings welted up quickly. The covered her. She was completely unrecognizable. Her body looked distorted as green puss oozed of the lumps. Her beauty was erased in a matter of seconds.

Glimmer started to feel dizzy. She collapsed on the ground with a thud. Her eyes were welled up, but she thought she saw her father.

"You failed me Glimmer." He scolded, shaking his head.

"Dad, I'm sorry." She cried, which was only heard as mumbles on TV.

"Don't call me that." Her father said. He turned around and walked away. She called for him, sobbing. Finally, the pain knocked her out completely, and then dead followed shortly after.

She died thinking her family hated her. What she didn't know, was that her mother and father's hearts were broken. She didn't know they were later found dead in her bedroom, both with a gun in their hand and a bullet in their brains.