HC for Samantha, sorry that it’s so…weird. Her pace is - TopicsExpress



          

HC for Samantha, sorry that it’s so…weird. Her pace is steady. She blends in. She has to blend in. If they notice her they might follow her. Once the noise and business of the city is gone, her pace quickens and eventually she is running. The path is steep, but she knows the reward that awakes her is worth the struggle of running up the mountain. When she reaches the top she sees the sun beginning to set over the clean and modern buildings of District 2 through the railings of the mountain lookout. Her muscles stop tensing and she smiles. Finally. She made it. Her hand traces the wood of the railing. It’s the only thing made of wood in the whole district. It makes her feel closer to the earth. It makes her feel calm and natural. She pulls a knife from her pocket and takes aim at a nearby tree. She aims for a small increment she made in the tree with one of her knives last time. With the careful motion of her wrist the knife flings forward and sticks in the tree, right in the same increment. She grins and then sits down. She thinks. It’s bad when she thinks. Everything always comes flooding in and then she can’t push it back out, she just can’t, and it begins to drown her. Then she cannot do anything until she has cried all the tears out of her system. She thinks of the year. It is the year of her 16th birthday. The year she is set to volunteer. It’s not her choice. When is anything ever someone’s own choice in this world? She doesn’t want to go. She can’t go. There’s too much to be left behind. Too many precious hours she could be spending at the lookout, breathing the fresh air and watching the sun set. There’s too many experiences she will never have. Love. She will never get to love. She knows she is going to die. Everyone is going to die. She knows she has to go to the games and she knows she will lose. She knows. Whether she dies today or in the games, what difference does it make? None. She stands and a small mutter escapes through her lips. “If I have to die. I would rather die in a place I love.” And with that, she throws herself over the railing and off the cliff. -OppaBakerStyle
Posted on: Sat, 08 Jun 2013 10:25:38 +0000

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