DISCLAIMER:

ME: I DO NOT OWN THE HUNGER GAMES

The elevator dinged at each floor we passed. Each one made my stomach drop more and more. Stay cool, you can do this, just go to the knife area, and show them what we can do. The door opened. And my stomach dropped to the floor. The doors opened and a speaker announced "And now game makers, here comes Gunnar Duncain the boy from district 3, you may remember him from his brother bise," that made me hit rock bottom. I was angry at the capitol,i was angry at my brother, and most of all i was angry at me. I had to win this for Bise. I walked over to the knife station and happily waved to the gamemakers, trying to throw them off. I picked up the katana blade. I set the speed of the dummy to 90 miles per hour. A gamemaker gasped. I smiled to myself. I picked up the blade and raised it above my head. For Bise. I hurled the blade about 20 feet infront of the dummy pretending it was one of the gamemakers. one of those B****es. The dummy speeding around the track the blade was right infront of it. it ran right into th blade slicing it in half. The clockwork gears spewed everywhere. It caught on fire and earned a round of applause from the game makers.I then walked back to the elevator. Onve the door closed i broke out crying and laughing at the same time. I was shaking as i stepped out of the elevator and wished Willoe good luck.