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A Whole New Game- Chapter 6 -A Hunger Games Story
Chapter 6: Tracker Jackers
I jolt awake and whip my head around. I count all of our allies, making sure no one is about to try to sneak attack me. Lover Boy sleeps on, leaning against a nearby tree. Clove lays next to Marvel, curled into his arms, and Cato sits a ways away, his snores rattling the forest. Even Glimmer rests, motionless in her place by our extinguished fire.
Must have been my imagination.
Then, the sound of unmistakable buzzing fills my ears. Tracker jackers. I let out a bloodcurdling scream as hundreds of the golden monsters stab my body. My allies are up within seconds, the thousands of tiny insects moving toward them as they awaken and run.
Clove, Marvel, and Lover Boy flee off in the direction of the lake, shrieking as they are attacked by the swarm. Glimmer begins to scream as the main cloud of creatures surrounds her, a second one entangling me in a haze of gold. I fall to the ground, convulsing as every inch of my b
A Whole New Game- Chapter 13-A Hunger Games Story
Chapter 13: Monsters, Lies, and Allies
"I'm sorry, you're what?" Eleanor barks at me from across the table.
"I told you, I-"
"Oh I heard you. Snow's granddaughter. I'm just curious as to how on earth you expect us to believe your ridiculous lie."
"I'm not lying! I wouldn't lie, not about this," I say, my voice catching.
No one really reacts, all too shocked to do much more than stare. Every eye bores into me, and I sigh with relief when the silence is broken.
"How could you possibly have been reaped if you are his granddaughter?" questions Athena. "Everyone here knows how the Capitol manipulates everything to work the way they want it. Why would your grandfather, the ruler and controller of the Games, possibly put his own kin in them?"
"Just because I am family does not mean I am treated like it," I start. But he was going to save you. He was going to have you win. I take a deep breath and continue
A Whole New Game- Chapter 3 -A Hunger Games Story
Chapter 3: The Bloodbath
The interviews, our scoring, training, and forming the alliance in the training center. It all seems like such a blur.
This is it. This is the day that innocent children will die because of me. Might as well do the job myself, before they do it for me. At least I will end it quickly, no suffering. Just a quick flick of the wrist, that's all it takes. A stab through the heart is much faster than infection, or bleeding to death.
I think of my allies. Cato and Marvel, Glimmer and the girl from 4, all ready for the slaughter. They kill because they have to; I will kill to put them out of their misery, and to put me out of mine. The misery of knowing that 23 deaths will all be on my hand, a destiny I cannot control.
I hear the coundown begin, and climb into the glass tube, preparing myself for the oncoming slaughter.
I close my eyes and take a deep breath as the glass doors seal around me. This is it; ther
IowaIf you visit Iowa,
you'll call her fields empty,
but she wasn't born that way.
A part of her was carved out
when she was ripped between Virginia
and the purple mountains of New Mexico.
Her gold hair, she tore it out when she realized
it didn't make her a princess.
She laid her locks strung along every road
leading somewhere else.
White hairs on her cheeks
are scars from winter.
Her hair darkens with the dampness
of summer rains.
The storms are never silent,
but neither is life when there's a tear
in your childhood where
a parent ought to be.
I've been flooded by Iowa's sorrow.
The only way I can distract her from her own voided landscape
is if I hate myself harder than she cries.
She just wants to fly
and I want to bus or train,
not because I fear death, but because
I want to take living slow.
It's the only way I ever feel.
From the air it's hard to watch Earth's hips move.
But Earth can't compare to the country.
That's my girl.
Full grown even when harvesting season's j
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