The 34th hunger games

chapter 11

Cesar thanks us after I throw. I'm not gonna go in much detail.

I threw the knives at the targets quickly so we could go.

we carefully walked off the stage, me in my ripped,but beautiful, dress. and Hugo in his elegant tux. Rosely,Dayton and tandoori greeted us at the elevator.

"perfect, that was marvelous!" tandoori chirped.

I smiled my small,shy smile and walked in the elevator. "nice job guys. I like the charm." Dayton said, a little charming him self, as if he cared.

we shot up to the fourth floor while tandoori ran her mouth about whatever.

When we arrived, Rosely had to go.

"I'll see you two tomorrow." she says. and walks off.

"go to bed. you need your rest for tomorrow." Dayton says.

Tomorrow. arena. Then I see something. a girl. like 16 years old. in what looks like burnt ash. this other girl is bigger then her and is in front of her. the bigger one will kill the other one. then she raises her knife to stab and it ended. that's when I realize how familiar those girls look. then the puzzle pieces come together.

"it happened again. oh my gosh Dayton it happened again!" I said clutching my eats as if to block out noise.

"what, what?" he asks. he sounds alert.

"the, um the , the a... the dreams!" I stammer. I didn't know what to say.

"the things with the arena!" I say.

"he picks me up and puts me on the couch. he says stuff, but I can't tell. it isn't an hour when I realize everyone left. including Dayton.

i get up and go to my bed and try to block out all noises. tomorrow is the biggest day of my short life. and it will not be pretty.

I fall asleep, but its light sleep so when Hugo gets up to get some water, I jump up and see what's going on.

"I didn't mean to startle you," Hugo starts,"I was just getting some water. sorry." he says waiting for the water. I run my fingers through my hair trying to forget for a minute.

"its fine." I press through a sigh.

"can you sleep at all?" I ask him.

"no.my thoughts always end up drifting towards tomorrow and I freak out. I finally just came to get my mind off of things and get some water when,"he gestures to me," your here freaking me and yourself out." and I realize how much its true.

" yeah, sorry." I say and start down the hallway to my bedroom. I stop, for a minute, and go over my options. all I really can do is try for one, just one moment of precious rest. before I will have to enter the place where nightmares come true. where you will watch small,innocent people die in your arms and in your visions of their short life, all you want to do is collapse in on yourself and burst in sobs, but you hold back, till your killer arrives and you have nothing left accept to join the small innocent people you watch die. and it repeats, this system, til there is only one left. and I doubt that, that one person, that victor will be me.

the capital behind all of this, does nothing about it. so you sit swearing under your breath, as you watch them die. every year.