Writtern By Glimmerish47!

My name is Lena Swan. I am 15. I am from district 8. I am going into the 76th hunger games. I will probably not make it out. I woke up in the capitol yesterday. I have no memories past that. I am being lifted into the arena to fight against twenty three other tributes to the death. And I don't like it one bit. I keep reviewing those few facts I know over and over in my head as the glass tube I'm standing in slowly lifts me up to the arena. The bright sunlight blinds me for a few seconds but I blink rapidly and my sight returns. I scan the area around where I am standing. I can see about eighteen of the tributes near me. We are situated in a large circle around a crashed hovercraft, this must be the cornucopia. I don't know how I know but I decide not to question it. I can only see a few weapons and a couple backpacks sitting in the hovercraft which I find odd. Only six of us will get weapons. This is going to be harder than I thought. I quickly look to my surroundings. On my side of the cornucopia is a dense forest extending about as far as I can see. On the other side of the hovercraft is a field of tall grain. I know I should run into the forest but I also will need one of those packs to survive as the countdown starts from ten I position myself to run.

10, I move my feet farther apart to get a good push.

9, I crouch lower to get a good spring.

8, I pull my arm in towards my chest.

7, a ball my hands and look to my left.

6, the girl to my right is also positioned ready to run.

5, I crouch lower separating my feet farther.

4, only four more seconds.

3, I'm ready to go.

2, Almost there.

1, I push off my pedestal and sprint to the hovercraft. I grab the first pack I get to and turn to run away. Next to me the girl from four has also reached the cornucopia along with the pair from one and the girl from two. I can tell their districts because of the large gold numbers sewn onto the backs of all of our jackets. At least this way we can identify each other since I have never seen any of them before.

I crouch low so they won't be able to see me and grab a spear on my way out of the cornucopia. I turn back to the hovercraft from my protected spot on the corner and watch the girl from four grab a trident and the girl from two grab a bow and the sleeve of arrows. The boy from six darts in grabs the sleeve of knives and darts out again. He avoids a flying arrow from the district two girl and throws a knife back at her. She ducks and the knife imbeds itself in the skull of the boy from eight my district partner. I wonder if I knew him. The boy from six sprints away from the bloodbath unharmed.

The girl from four although small has proven herself very competent with the trident striking down the girl from 5 as she tried to grab a sword from the pile. The girl from two is also skilled with a bow and has taken down the boy from 7 as he tried to run into the forest. The district twelve boy grabs the knife from my district partner's skull and starts running away. The boy from ten runs into him on his way out and the boy from 12 slashes his throat and then retreats into the grain field. The girl from one has now grabbed herself a sword and the boy from one has stationed himself in front of the backpacks guarding them from the other tributes. The girl from three and her district partner both disappeared into the trees right after the countdown and the girl from seven also ran straight into the grain. Or so I think as I haven't seen her since the fighting began.

The girl from nine is standing next to her district partner obviously trying to make an alliance They shake hands and then he runs and grabs a sword while she darts in and grabs the second backpack barely escaping the boy from one who howls in rage at being stolen from. They run out towards the forest cutting down the girl from six who is trying to dislodge the arrow from the boy from seven's chest. At the same time I see the girl from one kill the little boy from five with a thrust from her sword. I can't believe how she just killed that helpless child like that but I decide I really don't need to stick around any longer. I dart out from my hiding spot aiming to go into the patch of forest closest to me. The little girl from ten probably not older than thirteen also has the same idea as me. We race towards the trees. When I am about halfway there I hear her stumble and cry out as she falls. I turn around aiming to help her but the district twelve girl gets to her first she has an arrow probably grabbed off the ground, the district two girl has missed her targets a few times. She jumps on top of the district 10 girl and stabs the arrowhead into her chest. The little girl's eyes widen and she exhales shakily and then collapses limp on the ground. The district 12 girl quickly hops up and starts running away and I follow her ready to avenge that poor girl's death. No one deserves that, no one.

I catch up to her halfway across the center field from where we were and tackle her down. She starts to get up and starts running again and then I remember my spear. I stand up quickly and position and aim towards her retreating head. I throw with all my strength and the spear flies forward and lodges in her back. She shrieks and falls. The shock sets in that I killed someone. I stand for a moment to catch my breath and then realize I need to get out of here before the careers come for me.

I turn to the forest ready to run but the girl from four is there blocking my way she must have snuck over here while I was catching the girl from 12. Remorse struggles to consume me but I push it away I need to survive. The district four girl smiles evilly and then charges at me with her trident held out in front of her. I try to dodge but she's expecting it. Just when I think she might miss me she swings and the trident catches me in the chest. I fall in slow motion struggling to breathe. I see black spots and my vision starts to go. And I move my hand to my chest where it meets lots of wet sticky blood. I lay my head back as the darkness takes me. I hear a cannon boom and a name pops into my head. Sam. I don't know who he is maybe he was important to me but now I'll never know. That's my last thought as I slip strangely peacefully out of my body and away from the bloodstained ground where all the dead tribute's bodies lay.