I wander off, I'm lost. The air is cold as I hold my arms in tight. I feel a hand on my shoulder, it's the district 10 man named Ben. "Allies? Or no? I'll kill anyone if their not my ally" he says with a killer voice. "Why would anyone wanna ally with me? I'm a weak a-" Ben cuts me off. "I knew you were acting, and it proved it when I saw you kill those three careers." he says. Ben wants to be allies with me but he couldn't save me when I most needed it. "fine" I finally reply. the words linger in me head "kill those three careers" when I think about it I guess I am strong. We start to head North towards the river Ben apparently saw earlier. Ben has only one water bottle but we can share it if he lets me. I see the river about twenty metres away. "There it is!" I scream "shh!" He yells back. As I'm running towards the river, out of no where a gash of pain runs through my legs as my body comes crashing to the ground. my leg stings a lot. "Ben help!" I screech. I look at my leg and see a small knife in it. I slowly pull it out and find out that its not very small it was very deep in my leg. By the time I've pulled out the knife, Ben arrives. We sit there in silence for a few minutes when he breaks it. "Okay let's get camp set up!"
