Thresh Dies
There were only four left,Katniss, Cato, Peta,and me. I knew I had a great possibility of winning. Soon I heard a massive bark it sounded as if a herd of elephants were off in the distance.
I felt a little fear running wild through my body,so I ran as far as I could. When I stopped I was about a mile or so from the cornucopia. I knew I was the farthest because the sound of swords farther on were faintly heard.
Most of the time resting I had my knife and some sharp sticks I managed to pick up on the way. Soon I was fast asleep but I woke up with a sharp pain in my arm. In my sleep I struck myself with my knife. Tears filled my eyes as soon as fire built up in my cold body.
Slowly I pressed my sore back against the tree. I steadily pulled the large bloody knife out of my wounded arm. To win I knew I had to get to the cornucopia, but how?
Sure enough I had the strength to get up. I didn't know if I could run. As my legs carried me farther and farther the bark got louder and louder. My heart pounded when I felt the first bite then the second. The dogs had surrounded me! After that I knew I couldn't win.
All that ran through my head was "District 11 I won't let you down" sadly I already had. My knife was dropped when I fell down the slippery rock and it jabbed my leg then fell out. I got dizzy then fell while dogs toppled over my numb body. "Katniss you must win," were my last words. I saw a light then went into a deep sleep. And slowly I died to never come back.