Hey guys! This is my first fanfic! Please, no hate! I will try to catch as many grammar issues that I can find! Anyways, this story is in Rue's point of view from the moment she steps foot into the arena. I hope you enjoy it!
Rue's pov
This was it. We all had 60 seconds to think of a plan. And my plan? Well, I don't know yet. That's why I have to concentrate for the next 60 seconds. Anyone in this arena could beat me in a fight. Even that little wispy boy from four would beat me. But I have to try, at least. I told my family that I would. I hold on tightly to my token, a necklace that is woven with the grass from a field back in district eleven, completed with a carved wooden star. It was a gift that my five sisters had helped my mother make. They gave it to me before the reaping. My parents were devastated that their children are starting to enter the ballot of the Hunger Games. My oldest sister besides me is eleven, so she will be entered next year. My parents are going to lose one of their children to the Hunger Games, but what will the rest of my siblings bring? I refuse to think about it. I still have to make a plan!
I shouldn't run into the cornucopia – I'd be sure to get killed. But, it's my only chance to get supplies, because I am almost positive that I don't have any sponsors that will give me any. So, that's it. I have to run into the cornucopia. It's very risky, but this is the Hunger Games. You'll have to take a risk at some point.
Before I know it, the clock is already at 10.
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GO! I sprint towards the closest bag I can reach. I can't believe what I'm seeing, but I don't know why – I see it every year. Children are killing innocent children. This must be what it feels to be like in war. But this is a different type of war. First, we are all forced to fight each other. And, we don't have a purpose for fighting each other either. We all just want to go home, but is that really worth killing innocent children, who have the same exact goal as you do? I force myself not to think about it.
I sprint my way into the forest before anybody can reach me. I sigh in relief as I slump down. I could only rest for a few minutes. I take the time to examine what's in the bag that I grabbed. A few days of food, consisting of a couple slices of meat and some trail mix. There's less in this bag then I thought there would be, but I'll have to manage. I had to get as far away as possible from the bloodbath. I walk for a few miles, until I know that I should stop to sleep. I find a sturdy tree, climb it, and fall asleep after listening to the anthem and watching the faces appear in the sky. I count as the faces cover the sky. Eleven. Eleven innocent lives that the Capitol has ended. I know that it will be a sleepless night, but I lay my head down. I was frozen, with nothing to protect me against the cold. But somehow I manage to fight the chills and fall asleep.