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Ducky Horsey

In a field by a small home, about half a mile from my house, I lay down in the tall grass and look up at the sky. It is one of the few beautiful things here except for the animals at the farm that are completely adorable. I love them so much, but there comes a time when you just want to fly up to the sky and dance with the silvery, shining moon and the twinkling bright stars. I sigh, wishing I was out of this stupid place I call home, but which everyone else in what seems the whole world calls District Ten. It is labeled by a number like the cows on our farm I like to give names, but mom and dad just say by their numbers. When I was smaller, in the daytime with the heat of the sun on the back of my neck I would run around in this very same field with the tall grass and everything.

As I lie in the grass I let it tickle me as the wind makes it sway in an almost hypnotic manner. I close my eyes, and fall into sleep. I open them for what seems an eternity later, but I later find out it has actually been about an hour. The full, shining moon is high up in the sky by now, smiling down at me. I decide it is time to get back home before my tired eye lids slip back downwards until they are closed. I slowly stand up with fatigue apparent in my face. Then I hear a voice. "Hello?" It says. I freeze as I think a peacekeeper has gotten to me, but then I realize it was just a small voice. The voice of a little girl. I see that it is a girl I have seen before, walking around the district and such.

"Um, Hi." I said nervously as I didn't know this little girl's name. How could I not know her name though? She lived about a mile away from me. "What's your name?" I ask the little girl calmly.

Ducky Horsey

"I don't know you." The girl says quietly and simply, shaking her a lot like little children do like that. but she's only a few years younger than me. I think to myself in my head. "That's dangerous. Did you mother ever tell you about stranger danger?" It's actually kind of endearing how she says that. The girl seems to be thinking about something as she stares at you kind of uneasily. "But, you do know me. Don't you?" I say kind of awkwardly because I do know she knows me, or at least has seen me as I have seen her multiple time, "I live about a mile down the road across the field? I'm in the Horsey family. My name is ducky." I continue feeling more awkward by the second especially after I had just told me extremely embarrassing name for some reason. I mean... ducky? Who names their kid that? Anyways, the grass and the wind are tickling my legs that are only covered by my shorts that go down to my knees, I look down at them for one moment to move aside a small piece of grass that was especially annoying me.

"I'm busy," the small girl tells me. I think her name is Charm or Charmaine or something like that. Names get confusing in a district that your only cares that are primarily staying alive and keeping your family and your loved ones safe from harm and any kind of danger that threatens them. And then the mold behind her starts to ignite. She seems terrified, and me being pyrophobic back away from the fire for a moment until she snuffs it out quickly. She then waves her fingers about trying to cool them off, I see they are burned. For a moment, I am scared of going closer that the fire will ignite again and kill me. The girl looks at me angrily, "Are you going to laugh?" She says. I shake my head in a no and say in response, "No, I'm not going to laugh." And then I add worriedly, "Are you ok?" I can see her hands are burned and I honestly hope she is ok as she is just a little girl.