We All Fall Down

Esther Loom-District 8

I felt somewhat alone as I saw that Chantelle died hours ago, but time didn't matter anymore. Time was something that kept passing and sometimes it was quick and sometimes it was slow. This being the case was slow, slow as a snail. It didn't really matter of what day it was. It was still the monotonous day where I had to look behind me often to see if anyone was right behind me.

I had to keep strong until the Games were over and hopefully I would be able to survive despite the lack of odds that are betting against me. I was unable to retrieve my pack as I didn't want to end up like one of those victims so I hid. Hiding in some bushes that were nearby so that I wouldn't get blown up into millions of pieces like all those people who didn't bother to show up.

Keep yourself calm I told myself as I silently cried to myself silently as a hunter waiting to kill its prey. It wouldn't do to cry in the Hunger Games but somehow I felt like I couldn't breathe, no matter how much I took deep breaths but somehow failed.

"Come on, Esther," I muttered to myself as I closed my eyes and tighten my hold against my knees as I silently rocked back and forth trying to compose myself which somewhat helped but not much. It was better than nothing.

I've been the perfect girl to my parents, got all A's, dressed appropriately, and still held on to my childhood innocence something I was grateful for. I was a perfect girl. I never did anything wrong, I hung out with Angora and my little sister and never got into any fights. That left me at an disadvantage but what I was doing so far was making me succeed without killing.

Killing really was a sin. I knew that from the very start and it was everywhere. It was like music to my ears in an odd creepy way but at least it was one death that signaled one less tribute alive. I was lucky enough not to witness anyone killing another tribute which didn't really brought nightmares but I knew I wasn't the same girl who entered the Hunger Games; I've became someone else entirely while trying to keep my principles to myself and hope that I could actually stay alive for at least a few days at this rate.

I stood up, cleaning myself off from the dirt I've collected. I would like to have a proper bath again as it would be nice but probably wouldn't happen. I needed water. All that crying really made me parched and I needed something to assuage my throat.

I walked to the water supply that was nearby and put my hands into a bowled position and started sipping. Something lunged at me at behind and I only saw two gleaming, fangs at me.

The monster bit me and a course of familiar parachutes of stuff headed towards my direction. I opened them to find stuffed animals, a children's book, and a bouquet of flowers, mainly red, pink and white roses. This was nice.

Zippina Lumen-District 5

The blood frightened me greatly as I continued to stare at it. I felt paralyzed. My heart started thumping quickly and it frightened me. I didn't expect to see this much blood littering the dirt. I forced myself to move before I hurled at the sight.

I couldn't handle blood and this was just icing to the cake. I needed to move but I kneeled in the ground and continued to hurl at the sight. I felt like I couldn't stop throwing up but with nothing left in my stomach got stomach acid rising up which probably wasn't good though.

I finally managed to stop before feeling something sharp slit my throat. Tough luck...

Burton Weaver-District 8

Two cannons sounded, about ten minutes apart this was getting quicker and soon hopefully I would be able to go home and see my parents, little brother and Twyla when I got back home but it was the matter of time speaking. There was only a few more tributes left and I had to stay strong. We were probably down in the 20's or in the teens but I really wasn't that good in math as I always thought school was a joke.

The Hunger Games wasn't a joke either but somehow I thought I would have died sooner but at least I was lucky enough to make it this far. The run came up, casting a ray of multiple colours in the sky and I made my way to the meadow. Spotting some berries which looked like blueberries from the glance of it.

I put them in my mouth and expected to taste them but only made my head spin, my heart beat thump quickly and my lungs to quicken before slowing down. This was a big mistake.

Gareth Barkley-District 7

Luke and I made no noise as he heard a few people talking from nearby. Another cannon sounded and it was still morning which was odd or what I thought was morning. Nothing really mattered but survival here. Time to put your life to the test.

"What should we do?" I hissed to Luke who only shrugged.

I rolled my eyes and stepped forward but I caught sight of something more enchanting and better than anything than District 7 has to offer. That person was nearby and I approached it without hesitance and completely oblivious of incredibly amount of danger I put myself into but I didn't care. The only thing important was this person standing in front of me. She had flowing black hair put up in a braided crown with violet eyes along with pale skin. She was absolutely perfect.

"Can I stay with you forever?" I asked her and she only motioned me to follow her into the river.

I stepped into the river and watched as the woman stepped in also and made a move to kiss me which I happily accepted before she dragged me down.

22 Place: Esther Loom attacked by a water demon

Esther was originally a bloodbath but somehow she went farther than what I could imagine and somehow I managed to fall in love with her in every step of the way. I enjoyed writing her POVs and it was fun. Sadly she really wasn't considered to be a survivor but she made it really far. 22nd place out of 72 tributes whom she nearly made it to the end. Thank you SilverflowerXRavenpaw for her.

21 Place: Zippina Lumen slitted neck by Bodhi Miller

Zippina was a tribute who I liked and enjoyed her a lot. She was a great tribute who had a lot of fears, death, blood etc. She wasn't perfect and wanted to get back home to see Tesla and Flash again though. Thank you Tomboy. Girly for her.

20 Place: Burton Weaver poisoned by nightlock

Burton was originally going to die in the bloodbath but that didn't happen. He was desperate as his pack didn't had food so he ate some poisonous nightlock which killed him after a minute. He was a great tribute but sadly I didn't think of him as a survivor. Thank you BubbleOfTheNine for him.

19 Place: Gareth Barkley drowned and killed by a siren

Gareth originally wasn't going to last long but he somehow did. He wanted to win but he couldn't because he got tricked by that siren that haunts the river and he wasn't a chosen survivor so thank you CallMeLegend for him.

We have three more chapters out of this now, so I'm excited. I'll get one more chapter up than the rest won't be until later today because I want to go to bed soon.