A slowly dying

by Narcissa-Weasly

She know that she hasn't a chance, she know she soon will be dead. She can see it in their eyes. A history about one of the hundred girls that has die in the Games, written as a poem.

3. Chapter 3

The games

60, 59, 58, 57, 56

I'm so afraid

55, 54, 53, 52, 51, 50

How long time will I have left

49, 48, 47, 46

What will happen

45, 44, 43, 42, 41, 40, 39

When I die

38, 37, 36, 35

Will it go fast

34, 33, 32, 31, 30, 29

A dagger in my brain

28, 27, 26, 25, 24

Or will an arm get ripped of

23, 22

And I slowly bleed to death

21, 20, 19, 18

This was my destiny

17, 16, 15, 14, 13, 12

My knees are shaking

11, 10, 9, 8

I look at the arena

7, 6, 5, 4, 3

At the big cold mountain

2, 1

0

I run

Die

My brother died of starvation

He was five

I die in the games

I was twelve

It going so fast

The career's axe on my neck

I see the blue sky

Black dots getting bigger

It is so empty

Empty

Empty

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What do you think? Will I write something more in the same style? This is for the first person that review, Mrec. Thank you, it makes me really happy.