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Aden's Pov
December 7, 2096
Help me. I'm stuck in a hole. My tribute friend probably thinks I'm dead, and she might be dead herself, so since I found this chest with a lot of food and a couple of books, I'm just going to make a journal. I have an iron sword, a chainmail helmet, a gold chestplate, iron pants, and iron boots. This food will last for about a month, and I should eat it wisely or else I will starve earlier than expected. This hole leads to a small room with torches, a bed, a clock, a crafting table, a chair, and a small table. At least it's better than living in a large, deserted, run-down village, let alone the dangerous wild around it. I don't think I'm going to win the hunger games at all. This Ian guy pushed me into this dumb hole. If anyone finds this book, please read this the whole way through. You might be surprised on what you find. So this is it, I guess.
Sincerely, Aden G. Foster
Lenny's Pov
"Ariella?" I ask intently.
"What?" She replies, just a tad firm.
"Did you expect to get into the Hunger Games?"
"A little, yeah. My family is large. and I need to exchange a lot of tesserae because I'm the only one that meets the age needs in my family. How about you?"
"You're lucky you have a family. "
"Why? Don't you?"
"No. My dad died in a redstone backfire, and my mom died in a housefire."
"Oh. I'm so sorry..."
"Nah, it's fine. I have my older brother."
"How about your aunts and uncles?"
"My parents were both single children."
"Wow, that's sad."
Right now, my eyes start to push up some tears, but I don't cry. My mom taught me to be strong and hold back tears.
"Do you have grandparents?"
"My grandpa died in a car crash. My grandma died from a heart attack."
"Do you have any other siblings?"
"I did, but she was killed in the last hunger games."
At this point, I shed some small tears.
"Did you need a lot of tesserae?"
"No, just two."
I then think about me and my older brother starving without food and dying. This becomes too much for me, and I start to cry.
"Aww... C'mon, I know how you feel. My mom died of diabetes," Ariella says in a very soothing voice, gently patting my back.
But she doesn't know how I feel. She hasn't led a nomadic life. She has a family. I was taught every aspect of survival by my parents and my siblings. She is just a normal person with no offensive or defensive reflexes. She hasn't experienced what it's like to have no home, love, or care except from one person. Nobody else has a life like mine except me and my brother.
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How I Survived the Minecraft Hunger Games
ActionThe Minecraft Hunger Games. 24 people divided into 12 districts are pitted in an arena with a good chance of death. Only one will win. Who will it be?
