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Chapter 21 ~ Hungry

(Sorry for another short chapter D:)

My neck hurts. I probably slept on it wrong, but I slept for 2 days. I wouldn't do that when I would be at home, but I really don't care anymore. The population of the remaining tributes are decreasing. Slowly, but surely. Eventually only one of us will be standing.

My stomach growls. I only have an apple, so I pull it out of my bag and start to eat it. It doesn't taste as good, but that's probably because it's been in my bag for awhile. Only 6 tributes remain. And I need food. I don't really want to hunt, but if worst comes to worst I might have to.

It's Clove, Cato, Me, Thresh, Katniss and Peeta. I am the one with the lowest score. 5 out of 8's, 9's and 10's. Oh well I guess, I proved everyone wrong. I did make it through the games. So far.

My stomach is still growling. I have no food. Someone sponsor me, please. Ali? Please? Why do I bother. I am just wasting time sitting here staring up at the sky, thinking a parachute will come down. Instead, I get up and decided to explore the rest of the arena. Gather some water while I am at it. Luckily my brain is still powerful, and I remember where the river is.

The running water calms me. The sound is so peaceful. I splash some water in my face. I fill up my canteens. I am not a big drinker, so these my last me. I see some berries on a bush. I walk up to them and examine them. They are tempting, but poisonous. They are probably Nightlock berries. I think that I remember them from training, because it was shown on the screen. They are tricky, they look like blueberries.

"Attention tributes, two victors may be crowned if they both originate from the same district. This will be the only announcement." That's unfortunate. If only Dean was here we can bother go home to our families. 

I shouldn't of looked at those berries, because I am even more hungrier. But it was a good choice, because I now know Nightlocks are in the arena. Some tribute may fall for them, but I won't. I am so sick of this empty feeling in my stomach. I lay down and close my eyes. "Hungry." I say to myself. Sleeping will probably take my mind off of food, for now at least. It's the only think I can do, until I get food. I don't want to kill anything.

Heh, I remember this boy, named Titus. After he killed a tribute he would eat their insides. Disgusting. I am definitely not doing that.