the past cant haunt me [gilly/bella]
Jan 30, 2018 15:19:41 GMT -5
Post by ryan on Jan 30, 2018 15:19:41 GMT -5
I couldn’t believe that this was all going too fast. The dining hall became chaotic quickly and from the looks of it, the tributes all seemed like they were all comfortable showing their faces to each other. When I first walked into this place, most of the people here seemed just want to look out for themselves, but I watched as that quickly changed. Some people started flocking together like birds. Some people tried to keep their wits about them and sit strategically next to someone. And then some people just sat alone because that was easier.
That was me. I liked sitting alone because I wanted to see who might have wanted to come up to me and talk. It was a ploy that I knew could blow up in my face, simply because no one could have come up to me. However, there was always someone who would come over. No doubt about it, in my mind. As much as the people here wanted to be strong, most of them still clung to their old lives. I couldn’t lie, I did too. I clung to it as much as I could, but here, I needed to make friends. Allies. People that I could possibly trust with my life. I wasn’t going to let anyone stop me from that, and if I made an enemy or two on my way, then that is what I did. I would learn to deal with it as I went along. That was the only way I could go forward with my trail and tribulation.
That, or I needed to learn to let things go.
But letting go was always the hardest thing to do when you had so much to hold onto. I tried to not think about the kids back home, but the locket I held around my neck was the constant reminder that I promised I would try everything to come home. However, I knew that everything wasn’t going to be enough. I was going to have to try everything and then some, which would be easier if I knew what then some was going to be. It probably involved killing a couple people in my way, but I didn’t know. I could only act in the arena when the situation came up. Now I just had to figure out who I could trust here. And who I could leave to the wolves.
I did see that there were two rather young girls here both of them looked like they were the same age as Marley, and I couldn’t fathom that being a reality. Most of the time when kids went into the games, they were picked off first just because of their age. Last games, the boy from three put up a fight, but since he killed a career, he made himself a target the next day. I was still shocked at that rematch. The game makers were cruel.
My thoughts though were on the two girls that were here. I couldn’t imagine Marley here right now, because this was a place that wasn’t designed for her. She probably wouldn’t have lasted that long, and I would have hated to see her parish at the hands of someone that was raised to do this. It was the hardest part to watch. Which is why I was happy that she wasn’t here. I was though.
While looking down at my tray, I heard a clunk across the table I was alone at and I looked up to see one of the twelve year olds that I was just thinking about. Sitting right across from me. I couldn’t believe it at this point. However, I didn’t know what to say exactly, so I took a drink from the lemon juice I had grabbed from earlier and waited for someone to break the ice. I knew that she probably would before I did.
Most children didn’t understand what this place was.
Or wanted too, to be frank.
That was me. I liked sitting alone because I wanted to see who might have wanted to come up to me and talk. It was a ploy that I knew could blow up in my face, simply because no one could have come up to me. However, there was always someone who would come over. No doubt about it, in my mind. As much as the people here wanted to be strong, most of them still clung to their old lives. I couldn’t lie, I did too. I clung to it as much as I could, but here, I needed to make friends. Allies. People that I could possibly trust with my life. I wasn’t going to let anyone stop me from that, and if I made an enemy or two on my way, then that is what I did. I would learn to deal with it as I went along. That was the only way I could go forward with my trail and tribulation.
That, or I needed to learn to let things go.
But letting go was always the hardest thing to do when you had so much to hold onto. I tried to not think about the kids back home, but the locket I held around my neck was the constant reminder that I promised I would try everything to come home. However, I knew that everything wasn’t going to be enough. I was going to have to try everything and then some, which would be easier if I knew what then some was going to be. It probably involved killing a couple people in my way, but I didn’t know. I could only act in the arena when the situation came up. Now I just had to figure out who I could trust here. And who I could leave to the wolves.
I did see that there were two rather young girls here both of them looked like they were the same age as Marley, and I couldn’t fathom that being a reality. Most of the time when kids went into the games, they were picked off first just because of their age. Last games, the boy from three put up a fight, but since he killed a career, he made himself a target the next day. I was still shocked at that rematch. The game makers were cruel.
My thoughts though were on the two girls that were here. I couldn’t imagine Marley here right now, because this was a place that wasn’t designed for her. She probably wouldn’t have lasted that long, and I would have hated to see her parish at the hands of someone that was raised to do this. It was the hardest part to watch. Which is why I was happy that she wasn’t here. I was though.
While looking down at my tray, I heard a clunk across the table I was alone at and I looked up to see one of the twelve year olds that I was just thinking about. Sitting right across from me. I couldn’t believe it at this point. However, I didn’t know what to say exactly, so I took a drink from the lemon juice I had grabbed from earlier and waited for someone to break the ice. I knew that she probably would before I did.
Most children didn’t understand what this place was.
Or wanted too, to be frank.
