Repercussions [Levi and Zeki]
Feb 11, 2015 18:16:35 GMT -5
Post by Will on Feb 11, 2015 18:16:35 GMT -5
.: ZEKI WEBB :.
{district five : 69th tribute}
As I descend into the Training Center I think of everything that awaits me today. I've tried lots of different stations. I've done some fire starting. And wow, that's ridiculous. Who knew there were so many different ways to start a fire? Now I do! And thanks to my eidetic memory, I'll always know. I'll never forget. That's one of the many blessings of having an eidetic memory. You never forget. You always know what to do because you've got so much stored away for each situation. You're never without an answer.
But it also serves as a curse.
I dread the Hunger Games. I dread it because I may die, I dread it because I'll have to kill. I dread every second of that block of time. And the worst thing is, I might never end up leaving it. The thing that scares me the most about it though, it remembering. If I win, that's a large if, I'll remember every second. Every step I take will be ingrained in my memory. Sure, whoever does win will never forget the Hunger Games. They'll remember each and every person they killed, each and every close encounter with death. But they'll never be able to remember everything. Never be able to remember every last detail of what they saw. I will. I'm cursed. I'll never be rid of it. It'll always be there for me to think of when I have nothing else to distract me from it.
I shake my head. I can't think like that. I haven't even entered the Games and I'm already thinking of life afterwards. How conceited. How can I ever for a second think that I deserve to live more than any of the other people in here. It's morbid. I have to put myself first, when other people's lives are on the line. I've never liked putting myself first. Don't get me wrong, I love attention. I'll take whatever attention I can get. But I don't like being told I'm more important than other people. Because I've been where those other people are before. It's not a good place. It's not a place anybody wants to be.
My thoughts are interrupted abruptly as I slam into someone. I had no idea I'd even began walking! Where was I even going? I look up to see the person I ran into, spouting apologies before I even register what had happened.
{table by zoë}