HAMISH'S POV
11:00, day 13
I ran and ran for what felt like days, not stopping except to eat and drink, which wasn't very often. The first thing I encountered was a black bear, I wanted to run scared, but I knew I was probably on camera so, with my heart racing I fought the wild beast to the ground, after a long while of fighting it finally dropped dead. Although I was pleased at my amazing feat I was still covered head to toe in cuts and my left arm was broken badly, part of the jagged bone sticking out at the elbow.
Worth it thought, I thought as I cooked the bits of bear that looked even remotely edible, it was lovely, and I had plenty of it for my journey ahead, still, my arm would need something to keep it from getting infected and dying or going all horrible, aside from that I was pretty pleased.
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THE 72nd HUNGER GAMES
FanfictionThis is a version of 'the hunger games' based on my friends, my classmates, and me. We go through the same stages as Katniss and Peeta, just different people. I hope you enjoy the book. Yay! This is my most widely read book yet!!! Thanks to all rea...
