Chapter 25: On Calvary's Hill
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I'm back to posting on Saturdays for now. I lost the job at Walmart, from calling off too many times from
being sick. I'm looking for something in security. Just come to Jesus, He is everything you need! "Keep your eyes on me." (Troy Bolton v.)
Katniss and Gale were the first to make it to the top of the disfigured hill. The remaining tributes began to make
their way up, two by two. They were few in number. There were eight of them, including Katniss and Gale. Rue
and her brother were among the fallen tributes. Katniss felt her knees go weak. Gale looked off in a distance and
kicked a couple of pebbles.
"We're like the plague." Gale noted, as the tributes who remained, made their way down the other side.
"Why do you think that?" Katniss inquired.
"Someone wants us dead."
Katniss laughed out loud.
"No, really?"
"I'm serious, Katniss!"
"They saw me praying. You don't think-" her heart began to slam against her chest.
"No," Gale shook his head. "Their best bet is to finish us off in here, or let the other tributes do it."
"We can't run from this Gale, even though it seems hopeless and pointless."
"You're right. I wonder if it was worth it."
"She knew what she was doing."
"Does that bring you comfort?"
"Yeah, it's strange though. Isn't hope supposed to?"