Again and Again and Again;
CHAPTER THREE; driven:
You're not insane, a voice said to me at the back of my head, which I knew where my thoughts.
That's what I was left with- my thoughts. So I'm not insane- maybe I just am really homesick now; because I could have almost sworn that I heard a swoosh of a wave from the beach. I am from District 4, of course. If I was to think of home, besides the people I love... I'd think of the ocean.
I start walking again, my legs feeling wobbly. I continue sobbing after a while, thinking of Matt. It's horrible- I've witnessed other deaths in the arena, but they were slow, they were taunting; the victims always had the chance to try- they were aware of it, they were aware of the predator there... I've witnessed other deaths in the games on the television; but I guess the Captiol has made them seem surreal; especially over the television. But there was no taunting, no warning, no awareness for Matt; it was abrupt; it was cold, instinctive kill... of somebody whose grown into my friend for nine years. I think I've fallen unconsciouss again because there's a blackness for a moment, but then I ralised it's because I've covered my hands with my face.
I'm weak. I'm broken. I'm such an easy kill. Because here in the arena; the gamemakers have made it so easy- and here I am, just standing in the middle of God-knows-where, covering my face and sobbing with the mental images of a death.
I start running. Running and running, leaving the area of where I hid and where Matt lost forever the Game. I'm running as fast as I could, and after swimming in District 4 since birth, my muscles in my arms and legs are strong enough to carry me somewhere fast and simple, at least for a while. I kept running and running fast; sobbing so hard, that I keep losing my breath, the wind speeding through my hair and my chest feeling heavy.
I shouldn't be enduring this speed after collapsing, after everything I've witnessed, being dehydrating. I'm probably pushing my body to it's limits. That's good; maybe I'll die and I'll leave this horrible life forever- never to return to these sadistic memories and rough life. But no, I'm going to keep running. I'm not going to stop unless I see a lake. I'm going to keep running...
I'm panting. My head is pounding.
I hear swooshing noises. It drives me insane.
I keep running.
I start panting through my mouth; which is worse because it's parch and dry and rough.
I keep running.
I hear a sudden yelp and a crash of a wave onto a tree, bouncing off. Confused, I slow down my running; sobbing the only thing keeping me alive, giving me more oxgyen than my panting.
I look behind me and I stop breathing. This isn't right. This is insane. I don't even let myself be aware of the fact that I've ran metres and metres away and away... because far, far away, I see some blue in contrast to the bushes and the brown and the green.
I see the District 7 boy cry, only a few steps away from me. He looks at me and drops the axe that still has the dry blood of...
I see Matt's face in front of me, smiling and saying what he said to me two years ago, "It's okay, Annie! I'm here; I wouldn't let a wave get between us."
Expect he's not in front of me, he's not smiling any more; his body is probably somewhere- taken by a hovercraft a long time ago. And he won't be able to turn into a doctor one day, any more.
I was so focused into a memory, that I realise that wave in right infront of me, gaining quickly, like a quick wave in a heavy wind, gaining onto the sand on the beach. The boy from District 7 is already caught in the water- the water is everywhere, everywhere I look, and now I'm apart of it.
I keep sobbing, but it's slowed down. I'm apart of my District for the moment. It's a surreal moment. I don't know what happened to the District 7 boy, and I don't want to know. I keep swimming, slowly at first. But the current of the water is fast. I keep up with it easily.
Author's Note; And of course, we all know what happens next. Please review and let me know what you think!
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