Hey!

Yeah, I started this English Class last week. We had to choose one of these 6 sentences on the whiteboard, and then write a story using the sentences as the opening phrase. The one I used is from The Hunger Games (SOOOOO GOOD)

I hope you like it, I was listening to Jar of Hearts the whole time, so thats why its...well...just read.

Twilight is closing in and I'm ill at ease. I looked furtively over my shoulder. Making sure that I wasn't being followed. I slung my pack over my shoulder, and put my sword in my pocket. Yes, I said sword. Lets just say that I'm...special. But more about that later. I stumbled along the wooded path, exhausted, forgetting exactly where I was going or where I had come from. My body begged me to lie down beneath a tree, to go to sleep and never wake again. Alas, I could not. If I chose to lie down, or even to stop and rest, I would surely be killed.

What have you gotten yourself into Percy? I asked myself, you know you need to face-

"STOP IT!" I shouted. I didn't want to relive the past. It was too painful. All those lives, all my friends, all the regret. No, I couldn't go back. I needed to keep moving, to find a way out of the pain.

You know you don't have to live like this Percy a voice spoke in my head.

"Dad?" I asked aloud, halting where I was. Pine trees towered above me, casting dark shadows in the fading twilight. Like monsters slowing beginning to close in on you unexpectedly.

Percy, look around you, do you think Chiron-

"Stop." I started to become apprehensive, the trees looking more and more menacing by the second.

or Grover, or Tyson,

"Please, stop!" My breathing increased. I could not let those memories resurface. That was why I was running-

or Thalia, Rachel.

"DAD PLEASE!" My pulse was furious, my heart pounding, I began to panic. My body shaking uncontrollably, my vision beginning to blur. The pine trees seemed to be closing in on my, causing clastrophobia to set in. A felt like a small animal, trapped by a predator-

Or even Annabeth? Percy! What would Annabeth think?

I snapped.

"YOU DON'T KNOW ANYTHING! THALIA, GROVER, CHIRON, EVEN ANNABETH! YOU DON'T KNOW WHAT THEY THINK! YOU DON'T KNOW WHAT I'VE DONE! WHAT HAPPENED! HOW I FEEL! I CAN NEVER GO BACK, DAD! N-Never!" I sobbed, all the pain in my chest nearly suffocating me. I lay down, sobs racking through my body, bringing on fresh waves of pain, making me relive the memories, the ones I swore I would never let myself relive. I lay on the cold ground of the forest floor, drowing in sorrow, pain, depression, every painful and remorseful feeling known. My raven black hair slowing becoming covered in needles and tree sap. I couldn't see anything. Either complete darkness had set in, or my tears were so thick in my eyes I was blinded. My father's voice had left me, though I swore a sigh of pain had escaped his lips before he left my mind. I cowered in a fetal position, letting all my pain seep through my bones, turning m numb and hollow.

I could never, never, go back. All I had done, all that had happened, it was just to painful.

I could never let my self forgive what I had done.

Yeah, it's short, but I just ended where I felt fit. It is more of an Introduction than an actual story.

Review as well, I would like to know if I should make this a new story or just keep it as a one shot.

~BornLucky101