The Hunger Games doesn't belong to me, or any characters.

I'm stumbling through the forest, desperate for food. Any food will do, because at this stage in the Games you can't be picky unless you have a death wish for yourself. I realise I have good reason to have a wish to die, because of the gnawing sensation in my stomach, coupled with the fact that I missed home desprately. I miss walking through the town with a huge smile plastered on my face with my siblings at my side. The thought almost causes me to cry, and as I never cry I realise that I truly feel miserable. But I can't die now. I promised my sister I would win for her. So I suck it up and start running, looking around for something to eat or drink. I grin as I find a bush that is blooming with berries. I kneel and pick some, not all of them, just enough to keep me going for a few days yet not enough for the other tributes to notice and pick some themselves.

I'm just about to leave, when I hear a voice. A hint of dread stabs my heart as I think of Cato still roaming around in this arena. But as I hear one female voice as well as a male voice I realise that it can only be the girl from 12, Katlee or something like that, and her partner Peeta. I wasn't really listening at the interveiws when the girl's name was mentioned. I don't feel intimadated by them, so I follow them at a safe distance.

They reach a certain place, when the girl decides that they should split up for food. I grin and start thanking her in my mind. I almost laughed when Peeta obeys with just a joke about taking her bow. While he is foraging I get my knife ready in case Cato should find me, although I am hidden in a bush, and he isn't exactly the sharpest pencil in the pot. Anyone can see that by the way I got this very knife from the rubble of his supplies. When Peeta comes back I'm about to go forward and kill him to get more water or weapons possibly, but as I emerge from my bush to run forward I stop short when I see the berries laid on a jacket. The same berries that I had recently picked. I hear branches snapping, so I know I have to be quick. I dart forward and grab a handful of berries, before sprinting away.

When I eventually stop, I examine the berries and the name immediately spings to mind. Nightlock. They are very poisonous, and if you eat them you will die. I am about to throw the berries away when I realise. If I do win, these Games would haunt me forever. I will never really win, because I might never get a full night's sleep again. As for my sister... a stab of guilt comes momentarily before I remember that I have 5 other siblings as well as her. She will survive. If she even remembers me, she is so young. So I say silent goodbyes to everyone and eat the berries before I have the chance to have the debate in my head, bracing myself for death. My throat swells and I feel my heartbeat slowing, as I send out my apologies to everyone who was cheering me on.