Volunteering In The Hunger Games
"About volunteering. I mean, I don't have any problems with killing kids, that's whatever. Hell, even a 5-year-old I think I could kill without losing too much sleep. But the whole having to be tethered to a little kid? Seems a little shady to me, I don't like it. And on top of that quells in general are bad news, careers haven't won one yet, and the arenas are all really wacky. I think I'll just wait, I can still volunteer next year and have a better chance of not dying in there."
I nod my head. "Makes sense to me, I sure as hell wouldn't want to put my life on the line unless I knew I was 100 percent prepared for it."
She kicks a rock on the ground and nods. "Ya, but on the other hand if I do win this year I'll be a legend." She shrugs. …show more content…
Reapings never were my favorite, but that has less to do with the reapings themselves and more of what happens after them. The Hunger Games. When they were first established perhaps you could say that they served a purpose, but by now they're just a glorified execution that needs to end already. The Capital has full control of the districts without them, and the Hunger Games only adds an unnecessary source of resentment and suffering for the districts. But then again, what do I know I …show more content…
I clench my fists into tight balls, forcing the shaking to stop, and bring my head up to meet the crowd in front of me. I'm a peacekeeper, putting my life on the line is what I was born to do. This is my test to find if I can handle it, and I'll be damned if I let myself fail it.
Letting my hands fail back strait, resorting to my training, I march up onto the stage, looking dead ahead as I take my place. The escort looks confused, as if she's still waiting for somebody to volunteer. In the crowd I can hear the bystanders yelling for somebody to man up, but still nothing happens.
In the crowd I find Vi again, and with the smirk still on her face, she gives me a wink, and I return it, a smile creeping onto my lips that I quickly get rid of. I look back over to my partner, who now looks slightly annoyed as her eyes sweeps through the crowd, and let out a deep breathe. This is really it, I'm actually going in. And as the escort leads us off the stage and towards the justice building, I promise myself something: No matter what happens, I'm coming
I nod my head. "Makes sense to me, I sure as hell wouldn't want to put my life on the line unless I knew I was 100 percent prepared for it."
She kicks a rock on the ground and nods. "Ya, but on the other hand if I do win this year I'll be a legend." She shrugs. …show more content…
Reapings never were my favorite, but that has less to do with the reapings themselves and more of what happens after them. The Hunger Games. When they were first established perhaps you could say that they served a purpose, but by now they're just a glorified execution that needs to end already. The Capital has full control of the districts without them, and the Hunger Games only adds an unnecessary source of resentment and suffering for the districts. But then again, what do I know I …show more content…
I clench my fists into tight balls, forcing the shaking to stop, and bring my head up to meet the crowd in front of me. I'm a peacekeeper, putting my life on the line is what I was born to do. This is my test to find if I can handle it, and I'll be damned if I let myself fail it.
Letting my hands fail back strait, resorting to my training, I march up onto the stage, looking dead ahead as I take my place. The escort looks confused, as if she's still waiting for somebody to volunteer. In the crowd I can hear the bystanders yelling for somebody to man up, but still nothing happens.
In the crowd I find Vi again, and with the smirk still on her face, she gives me a wink, and I return it, a smile creeping onto my lips that I quickly get rid of. I look back over to my partner, who now looks slightly annoyed as her eyes sweeps through the crowd, and let out a deep breathe. This is really it, I'm actually going in. And as the escort leads us off the stage and towards the justice building, I promise myself something: No matter what happens, I'm coming