Hunger Games Continued
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Thread Topic: Hunger Games Continued
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I can tell that Brayden is contemplating who to kill, and I just nod no. I lower my bow and put my hands up in the air, surrendering.
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(who do you throw it at?)
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I slash over to Pacifica, then pick her up and carry her to shore. I know that Brayden hit her to keep Masa from dying for nothing, but it just makes me think about her more. Seeing Pacifica in my lap, looking just like Masa did. I didn't stop the tears from coming down my face this time. I sat on the shore with her on my lap, and was ready to smash in Brayden's head.
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I nod no. I didn't want her to die to. I turn around and flip Brayden the birdy.
I push the hair out of her face, and held her hand. The best I could do, just like with Masa, was to try and keep her comfertable. -
Don't go... I mouthed to her. I would do anything at this point to be able to tlk again. Just three words...
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I ignore Brayden, deciding to keep Pacifica's last moments violence-free. I stroke the top of her hand with my thumb.
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I nodded yes to her.
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I lay her down on the ground, and took some of the flowers she gave me when Masa died out of my pocket and put them in her hair.
Then I turned around and tackled Brayden. -
I mouthed the names Masa and Pacifica, then mouthed dead.
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I pulled Masa's sword out of my arrow sheath, and shove it against his neck. My vision is blurring with tears, and I feel like ripping this boy to shreds.
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I stand up, and throw the sword as far as I can. I go over to one of the trees, and put my head against it. I can't do this. This is wrong. I think. Tears have completely erased my vision now, so I just close my eyes, and pretend to be back in district Eleven, with Masa in my arms...
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(hellooooo?)
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I remember that now, It's just me, Brayden, and the last tribute from district 7. I hear Brayden coming up behind me, but I don't move.
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"I...." I try to say something, but the best I can do is that one syllabel.
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I shake my head. I Even saying that one letter was one of the hardest things I have done in my life. There was only one thing harder, and that was accepting Masa's death.
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