When I'm on the train, I feel the longing to go to my family. I haven't seen them since I let them down when I volunteered.
"So what now, once I get back?" I ask Enobaria, who is sitting next to me.
"I guess you just keep on practicing with your knives," she says.
"I don't want to practice," I say. "I don't want to keep on becoming a murderer."
I know Enobaria is shaken, but she doesn't show it.
"You liked being in that arena. Why does it matter becoming a murderer now?"
I shrug. "I don't want to become someone I'm not. I know I might enjoy killing, but that's not who I compeltely am. I enjoy other things than knife throwing and murdering. In fact, that's not who I really am. I only kill to survive. I only be arrogent to be tough. But the real me is a girl who likes spending time with her family and those close to her."
I look away and stare out the window. "I guess I just try to forget that this ever happened."
"I don't want you to forget," Enobaria says back hastily.
Then the train pulls up, and I am swept away from Enobaria, and everyone in the train.
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Clove Kentwell ~ The Victor
AventureThis is all about if Clove Kentwell from the Hunger Games won! She doesn't die, and best part- it's actually used from real information about the books and movies such as how she volunteers for the games, NOT get picked. Not all of the information i...
