Prompt No. 10: Sifting
Characters: Annie
Word Count: 100
The waters ripple at the shoreline, roaring and foaming. I sit with my toes barely touching the edge, my hands at my sides. They shift through the rough sand. I can't seem to keep them calm anymore. My hands are always moving, always finding something to do. It must be from the arena. Since I came out, District 4 isn't the same. Everything and everyone scares me. The only things that don't are Finnick and the ocean. Since Finnick just so happens to be with a client in the Capitol, it's up to the ocean to keep me sane.
Hopefully.