I wake up with a crash and buzzing noises. I lean up and then I get swarmed with tracker jackers. The stings of the tracker jackers hurt more than anything I have ever been through. I start screaming in agony. My fellow allies are sprinting away, while I'm struggling. I feel like I can't move anymore. The world starts spinning. I go tumbling to the ground. The stings were just too powerful. Right then and there I know I'm dead. I try and get up. Nothing happens. At that point I let go. The bugs eat away at me, and I feel powerless. My cannon sounds. The tracker jackers fly away. Katniss walks over to me, tumbling, and takes off my bow and arrows. Death wasn't too bad. The thing that hurt the most is whenever Marvel ran to me a saw me dead. He started crying. He leaned down and kissed me on the forehead and said "I love you Glimmer." I couldn't say it back. I was dead. I regret not telling him before the games. I regret ever being mean to him. I loved that boy.
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Pretty AND Lethal
AdventureHave you ever thought that Glimmer may not have been everything you expected? Well here is her perspective of the games.
