I wake up, my mouth slightly opened. I sit up. My breathing comes out hard, like my breathing through my nose had been blocked off. I put my hand up to my nose, and feel something soft, but ruff. I pull it off. A leaf.
Suddenly, there is footsteps. I turn my head to she a young girl with bright red hair. I gulp. Isa.
"I'm sorry, Elena, for what I did to you," she says, her voice soft. What? "They told me they would save me, but they just left me to die. Then I found you and... I wanted to help you. If you don't want me to be an alley, it's fine."
I gulp again. Should I, after what she done?
(A/N: Let me know what Elena should do in the comments and why. I very well might change what I planned...)

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I Can't (A Hunger Games Fanfiction)
FantasyWhat if you were reaped for the Hunger Games? Would you kill others? Would you hide? Would you fight? Would you die? Would you live? ...