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Ch 10
When you watch The Hunger Games in District 12 sometimes you just can't help but feel like you're there. I was like that, I always felt like I was there in the middle of the action. Sometimes I would even imagine scenarios where I was chosen in the Reaping and had to fight. Never in my wildest dreams would I have thought my meaningless day dreams would come true. The funny part is that it's nothing like how it seemed on T.V.; The Careers are much different than I thought they would be. In what the rest of Panem usually sees, it looks like being a Career is action packed. In reality we sit around most the day and hunt all night.
"Lover boy, were going hunting are you coming." Lover boy is the nickname I was given by them before we even entered the arena apparently.
"Yes."I mumble. I wonder why we are going out so late in the night, because we've just returned from another hunting trip a few hours ago. That is until I see the fire. Some poor little tribute must be freezing and built a fire. We only have to run for about a half hour before we reach our destination. The tribute is a little blond girl, no doubt one of the youngest here. When she seed's us she lets out a blood curdling scream. This is abruptly silenced by Cato who throws a spear through her chest and then walks away without looking back. When get about five minutes away when Cato starts wondering why there has been no cannon.
"I know she's dead."Cato says with confidence.
"It wouldn't hurt to check." Says Clove.
"I'll go check." I say. They all agree so I start walking in the direction that the girl is in. I don't want to kill the girl, but I needed a break from the Careers. Everything is so tense with the Careers. Finally I reach the clearing where the girl built the fire. She's not dead. She's crawled from the place where Cato slit her throat to the trunk of a tree. She sees me an alarm shoots through her eyes.
"I don't want to kill you." I say. She coughs up a handful of blood. And says a scratchy "Please." I know what she wants. She wants me to end her pain. She wants me to kill her. I reach for my knife and close my eyes as I throw my knife towards her heart. I hear her sharp intake of breath as the knife makes impact. When I hear the cannon I open my eyes and look at her limp figure slumped against the tree. I go to her and remove my knife. I start running toward the Careers, looking back a few times to look at the girl. I've done it. I've made my first kill of The Hunger Games.