stick to the walls { iris/bailey }

I feel as though I'm clinging onto the walls. Everything is a whirl of activity and I don't know what to do. My rational side thinks that I should go and learn something that would help me in the arena, but my other side is telling me that I'm just going to die and everything is utterly and completely useless, and then my third side is thinking of hot chocolate. I decide to just sink to the floor and relax against the brick wall of the training center. I watch everyone else throwing spears, chopping off heads, making traps, and starting fires, but throughout it all I just sit on the wall, hoping that no one will notice me.

The less people I know the less worse I will feel about dying.

An hour goes by, and then two. I occupy myself by just watching all the tributes learning their tricks, waiting for the time to come for me to die.

<3 U Frankel