I'm running away from the smokey fire. Its suffocating me and I'm struggling to breathe, I decide to go another way, so I can light the third fire, my mind is full of anxiety, of wether Katniss is alright, wether we will be sat down for supper in a few hours or crying about each other's deaths. Sprinting down through the trees! Suddenly, I am trapped, pinned against the floor by a net. "KATNISS" I scream, hoping she well save me, "KATNISS" What if the careers get here before her? I hear heavy footsteps then, she's here! She cuts the net and frees me. I hug her finally released from the net. But as she puts me down on the floor I turn to find Marvel, the career from district 1, aiming at me with a spear, concentrating then expanding his arm. The spear pierces the air and then lodges through my stomach and blood squirts out alarmingly, I won't be able to be healed... In a few minuets I will be dead. Suddenly an arrow shoots through Marvels throat and he falls to the floor DEAD. A canon goes off. I pull the spear from my stomach and drop to the ground. Katniss kneels down next to me "Can you sing?" I ask her. Music has been a major part of my life; working in the orchids I sang all the time, I sang everyday, at work, at school, to my family. I wanted it to be the last thing I hear. She nods
"Deep in the meadows,
Under the willows,
A bed of grass,
A soft fluffy pillow" I interrupt her, with a final sentence
"You have to win, Katniss, Promise?"
"Promise," she continues singing until she fades out and all I can see is white and all I can hear is silence. I am in heaven watching over my friend, who will win the games, my family who will survive and my friends who will never be put through what I was: The games.