Awesome diary of exciting events!

by literally ripped his wig off

Hi :D Read this to find out what happened when I was transported into the world of the hunger games (no WIFI!) and was entered into the 74th Hunger Games, as I document my findings and shenanigans in this diary! ( this is meant to be light hearted and fun, so please feel free to give it go :D )

1. The beginning - how it all started! :)

This is my first fan fiction, so let's see how this goes! Warning: this was meant for entertainment, so I hope no one was offended at any of the views expressed in this - no offence was intended. Thank you very much for taking your time to read this - this is just really the introduction to get into the story, but I hope you all enjoy it! Disclaimer: I do not own the hunger Games or anything! Don't sue meh plz :D

Hey readers! I am writing on an awesome diary format to document to
document the cool things that have happened to me! Okay, so it all
started on a school coach. I was trying to see how smug and cryptic I
could look: and so the person sitting next to me had sulked, and was
watching hills slip past through the grimy, rain speckled windows.
Suddenly, I felt something wrong. That subtle, creeping feeling. That
seeps its way through the bloodstream, clouding every thought but
panic. Like... when you realise you've forgotten your homework, or
when you see a stain on your clothes you didn't see before. Not that
that happens to me. All the time *_*. *scoffs* Anyway! A massive
shooting pain in the centre of my heart crippled me until I was curled
up like a toenail in agony. Then! Everything faded to black - I'd had
a heart attack!
I don't know how long later, but I found myself lying on a scratchy
bed, feeling rather like a slab of meat. (Side note: I'm not really
sure why! Life eh?) Strong odours of bleach and hospital scents
drifted around me and stung my nose until I began breathing gasps of
the cold air through my mouth. Where was I? (Side note: Don't worry
that question wasn't directed at you it was a kind of rhetorical thing
to create atmosphere!) "Yo? Where am I?" I croaked out in a frail
voice. That got to the point. Before long, a tall woman laden with
greyish robes shuffled over. She looked exhausted; massive bags hung
bulbously under her eyes; her skin an unhealthy yellow. To be honest,
I thought she looked like snake that was halfway through shedding its
skin. I didn't comment. That would be rude！
"After we found you on the ground in a pool of blood, we took you into
to district 9's main hospital."

No. Frikin'. Way! These were mainly all the thoughts I could muster as
I nodded and the woman shuffled away. District 9? No. Nooo. Surely
not. I had transported into the world of the hunger games!