Hunger

The hunger hurts so much, it's like a knife stabbed in my stomach and it's twisting this way and that. Mother says Katniss will be back soon, but back with what? She might not have caught anything; she might come back with nothing for us to eat. She'll go out again tomorrow, but what's the guarantee that she and Gale will catch anything? The only things that keep me sane are the cakes in the window; I could look at them for hours if it weren't for the baker's wife who chases me away. I hope Katniss comes back soon.

Unrequited

I've loved Katniss ever since I saw her. At school, I fell in love with the way she looked, the long dark hair and grey eyes made her look like anyone else from the seam, but there was something else, and I adored her. I fell in love with her voice when she sang; the notes soared above me like a bird in flight, beautiful. I finally had the courage to tell her my feelings, and for that week in the cave, I actually believed that she loved me too. But she just threw it all back in my face.

Need

Some people in District 12 thought that Katniss was cruel. She could have had, would have had Gale if she had let it. But instead she burnt that bridge and attempted to love Peeta, but it was all fake, she only did it to save her skin. And when she got back to District 12, she had fallen out with Peeta, big time. It was unfair on both boys, but Katniss went ahead, breaking people's hearts. Instead, Katniss did it because she needed to. She needed to know she was wanted; she needed to feel, to know she was alive.

Gamble

Sponsoring a tribute is a gamble. Say for example a sponsor bought a jewelled sword for a career in District 1, if that tribute sneezed on his plate, so explosively that he tripped forward, and set off a mine and died. Who would have known? It was the mentor's job to try and get people to see past these risks and to buy gifts for the tributes. They made the citizens forget about the risks of sponsoring a high training score, who probably had a whole string of careers chasing them. The mentors used the patter, "Life's a gamble, right?"

Easel

When Peeta got back from the arena, the first thing he spent his money on was an easel. It was made of ebony wood, sleek and grand. However, the pictures he painted were not so beautiful. They were of the games; he painted screaming children, their faces cut and burned. He drew the dead tributes littering the arena, some were gruesome and others were haunting. He drew Rue most often, sometimes she was high up in a tree, sometimes she was with Katniss, smiling; finally happy after however many weeks of being alone, and other times he painted her dead.

Running

I've got to run; one foot, other foot. If I stop, the careers could find me; one foot, other foot. I crash through the undergrowth, I should be quieter, I know, but I can't help it, I have to get away; one foot, other foot. I can hear shouts from behind me, they know I'm here; they've latched onto the scent and I could be dead in less than five minutes; one foot, other foot. I trip over a tree root, I scramble to get back up again, but I'm caught. The careers surround me and I close my eyes.

Greed

The Capitol was greedy. They just kept on making and creating things for their own enjoyment, with no thought for anyone else. They're just remodelling and renewing, anyone old could be made young, anyone ill can be fixed, can be made even better. If even a fraction of the money spent on useless things in the Capitol was given to some of the Districts then the quality of the poorest people would improve so much it could start another rebellion; that was the Capitol's reasoning anyway. If they live in luxury, then they will be encouraged to fight against us.

Alliance

An alliance was usually a group of people working together. The games had turned it into a dirty word. In the arena an alliance wasn't a group of friends, it was just a group of people who would end up turning on one another in the end. You couldn't trust them, but at times you had to put your life in their hands. The people you're working with will probably be dead by the end of it, so you can't get too close to them, you'll only end up getting hurt yourself. Keep your friends close, but your enemies closer.

Madness

The bloodbath was madness, it always was. Frantic scrabbling for a weapon, some food, anything. Once the quick ones had cleared out, God help the ones who were left. The careers took some sick delight in dragging out the murders for as long as possible. Enjoying the tribute's screams like good wine. Some years, a few of the tributes would go insane; it always got the viewings up in the Capitol but in the Districts they only felt pity, the tributes families were always distraught. The amount of violence and blood in the arena could send anyone over the edge.

Eccentric

The fashions in the Capitol could only be described as, eccentric. Cinna used to watch his parents get ready to go out. He would sit in the doorway and watch as they scrubbed their bodies, as they plastered on their makeup. Once they had done that, they would choose a wig to wear; there was an entire cupboard dedicated to wigs in his old house, in a whole multitude of colours. After the wigs, his parents had to decide what to wear, which took at least three hours. Cinna thought it was all too much fuss, so he didn't bother.

Silence

I've won; I'm still alive, if only just. The crowd's cheers should be playing into the arena, but I can't hear their screams, I'm too busy trying to hold my guts in. Something's blocking out the sun, it's a hovercraft. A ladder drops down; I'm not going to be able to get up, I'm going to die here, in silence, I haven't yet let a whimper past my lips, and I don't plan to. Three men in white suits come down the ladder, they don't say anything, they tie me to the ladder and up I go, into the silence.

A/N: I'm going to delete the version of this and "Catching Fire" that aren't in this, so the only place to access them will be here. Please feel free to suggest words for me to use, it would be really helpful. If you would like more of a certain drabble, please ask me to extend it and I will as soon as I can. I hope you like this idea, please review :D x