the
Witty
Hunger Games
day 2. First night during the
Games.
District 12's tribute
Felix's P.O.V.
It's dark
out now, and I can barely see. The only light helping me not run
into trees is that of the moon and stars. They should be showing
the tributes who passed today soon. By the time I finally decide
to slump out against a tree, and rest, they're showing the
tributes faces and districts up in the sky. As I watch, I find
myself secretly wishing I was up there, I wouldn't have the
constant fear of running into other tributes, costing mine or
someone else's death, or coming home finding my sister
dead.
I look up, and see Emory, a young
girl who was the other tribute from my district. Addix's
words echoed in my head ,
"team up with Emory, if you
can."
"Yeah. I guess I wont have
much of a chance with that," I croaked to myself and passing
animals.
"I guess I wont have a chance
with any of this." i shurugged. "I guess it wont
matter."
