Afraid, Alone, and hidden.

Running out of there was painful. I may have saw a few of my fellow tributes who said they were interested in alliance with get slaughtered. My stomach was bleeding amongst a few other scratches. Amongst everything I could not even cry because of it. I was afraid, I was alone, I was alive, and some how my feelings stayed hidden. My life at district twelve I suppose taught me to keep my feelings to myself. Some how I don't care about that. I don't care if people see me cry, but out of habit I don't, and I am unable to.

I bother to take in the scenery when I realize that I was running aimlessly in the middle of no where. I stopped. The area was filled with grass and clay, and rocks. Not much protection like I would hope. I look around as I catch a quiet scream off in the distance. I knew I had to attempt to hide now. I rubbed as much clay as possible all on me, and I spotted rocks I could use for cover. From here on out I was not running away from danger, I would hide from it instead. Last thing I do before I duck and swerve between rocks is cover my knife in the clay dirt also. I nod at it in a prideful way. I am off ducking and swerving now. Next thing I need was some medical plants.

I looked near every rock to find some medical plants. When I found some there were only a few. I took all three. They were now mine. I would need them anyways. I chewed one up behind a big boulder. I slathered it on my biggest cut, my chest. It stung a bit. I did not care. I did not want an infection. I put the two other medical plants inside my shoe. A part of me was thankful that I took the plant station. Another part of me wished I took the first aide station then I could really heal myself well. I let it go. I finish the job at just spread out my legs and sat there. I had no game plan. I had no hope. I was like a tiny bug in a pond. No way to get out, and no way to die quicker. I had to swim it out till death. I just continued to stare as the sun glared down on me.

Making it through the blood bath before seemed like a lot to me. Now I want to make it past this day and every day. I was stuck though. No plan meant no life. I just sat there. I almost waited to be ambushed if not for the dirt I put all over me to make me at least some what unseen by oncoming tributes. I was so lost that beeping noises started to show up in my ear. Beep......what am I doing here? Beep.... Why did I even try to make it through the bb? Beep.... Oh look I am even hallucinating a sponsorship.....Beeep. My eyes wide open I pushed myself up. " A sponsor?" Dropping down to the floor I realized tributes could come by at anytime. I decided to crawl towards the sponsorship item. Inch by inch I pulled myself. The hard part was not pulling my own weight as I have done that daily with the amount of crate I helped with back at district twelve. No the hard part was my weapon that I had to carry with out hurting myself while pulling across the ground. When I finally got to it I just pulled it under me and turned around. I shook my head on the way back knowing I should have just left the weapon behind the rock. A part of me knew both ideas were stupid.

Once I was behind the rock I was quick to open my item. Some how some way I did something right. I wanted to grin, still my emotions showed nothing. I opened it up threw the piece of paper out and looked inside. Three tiny tablets lay there. I nodded my head. I had some clue what it was, but was not for sure. I looked for the piece of paper again to double check that I was right. When I picked the paper up it took me a few minutes to read it, but luckily I was still able to use some education from my school. It read "Clean water is best." Yep I was right water cleaning tablets. No water insight I know it must be a sponsor who is heckling me. I shake my head. Still I shoved the tablets in the parachute again dipped all of it in the sand to have a nice camo coating like I, and put it around my neck. IT choked a bit, but it was better than leaving MY items behind.