Savior (Open)

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As I walked, my bare feet would sink into the warm, soft sand. It felt wonderful running over my small feet. I walked back and forth on the beach with a soft smile on my face. I found a softer spot in the sand and lied down. I put my arms behind my head and closed my eyes, still being able to see the light of the sun through my eye lids. I can hear the waves crashing ashore and the shouts of joy coming from other children. Most of them must be about my age, meaning they aren't in the reaping yet.

A smile crosses my face once more. I'm only ten years old, but unlike most ten year olds in the district, I'm not free of worry. I'm an orphan. My older brother, Kingston, who is 17, has been taking care of my 4 year old brother, Jake and I. Each year, Kingston has to spend his free time getting food or whatever he needs to in order to help us all stay alive. I figure that the job must be very difficult. He likes to train sometimes and I know that he's doing it because he wants to hurt the other careers, but he denies it. He says he's only doing it so that he can defend us and himself.

All of a sudden I hear something that makes me jerk straight up from where I am lying down in the warm sand. It's a scream, and not just any scream. I would recognize the scream no matter what. It was Jake! He wasn't able to swim yet and Kingston was supposed to be helping him. I noticed that Jake had been abandoned in the water and Kingston was fighting with a boy on the shore. I immediately ran to the water and swam out to Jake. When I looked up, he was already in someone's arms. They had saved his life!

"Thank you so much! Jake, are you okay?" I said, thanking my brother's savior and then figuring out Jake's current condition. He nods and spits a bit of water out of his mouth. The person who saved Jake swims to shore with the small boy in their arms. I embrace Jake in a hug and once again thank the person who saved him. I smile and Jake leans his head on my shoulder. "Thank you! I'm Emily, and this is my brother Jake. My older brother, Kingston was supposed to be helping him swim but he got into a fight. Sometimes he can be so irresponsable!" I say.

Word Count: 430
Notes: Post-a-thon post

[wildandfree]

Saffron Omega Hope
District 4 I 13 I
I feel my feet against the sound. I kneel down on my knees and start digging. I look around and call into the hole. Hello? Come out, fishy wishy!

I know no one's in there. It's the way things work. My eyes catch the pale skin of Maverly, my imaginary friend, glinting in the light. What are you doing? I fake a pout and get to my feet.
Looking for fish. My cheeks glow a faint red. Maverly laughs and sits down.
The sea's just around the corner, dufus. I shrug and start running away from Maverly towards the sea. I can see the blue of the ocean and I barrel towards it and jump in. I shriek in delight as my body hits the water. Then a scream hits my ears. I can swim. Being 13, and living in District 4, I suppose you have to know. I open my eyes slightly and see the body of a small boy sinking below the surface. I move into a breaststroke and grab his arm and pull him towards me. Then I hold him close to my chest and swim to the surface. I get onto the beach and see a girl younger than I am. She must be his sister. She frantically checks if the boy is ok. Um, hello Emily. And hello Jake. My name is Saffron- um, Saffron Omega Hope. Haha, it's nothing. And I can't let him drown now, can I. Well, um, I suppose I better go now and leave you and Jake alone. Well if you want me to stay- no- um, I'm kind of speechless, sorry. I don't usually swim and, uh, my parents don't really support it but, uh, um. Tell me, um, do you know what happens after the 'reaping?' Mam never tells me and, uh, she never lets me watch. So, are the horror stories real? No, you don't have to answer that. Um, I'll just leave.[/center][/color]

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The person who saved Jake was a girl slightly older than me, probably about thirteen years old. She then begins to speak in a jumbled mess of words. "Um, hello Emily, and hello Jake. My name is Saffron- um, Saffron Omega Hope. Haha, it's nothing. And I can't let him drown now, can I. Well, um, I suppose I better go now and leave you and Jake alone. Well if you want me to stay- no- um, I'm kind of speechless, sorry. I don't usually swim and, uh, my parents don't really support it but, uh, um. Tell me, um, do you know what happens after the 'reaping?' Mam never tells me and, uh, she never lets me watch. So, are the horror stories real? No, you don't have to answer that. Um, I'll just leave." She says. The girl, Saffron, hadn't asked her question too clearly making it hard for me to understand.

"No, you can stay! Really, it's okay. I'm really glad you saved Jake. I'm not quite sure what you mean by the horror stories. Can you explain it to me?" I ask

Word Count: 201
Notes: Sorry it's short, low muse.

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I speak in a jumbled language. The language of uncertainty. I'm not uncertain about Emily or Jake. Just the world. I have no idea of how the world worked. When she asks about what I mean, I scratch the back of my neck. I'm not too much taller than Emily. Only an inch.Um, The Hunger Games. It's on TV every year but Mam never lets me watch. My- acquaintances say horrible things about it. But I don't wanna' scare Jake too much. I look at her brother. An adorable child, he is. She's lucky to be the eldest daughter -I think the eldest daughter-. My sister never looks after me. Maybe now Emily can be my friend! Sheepishly, I splutter.

Um, Emily, your brother's cute

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Saffron spoke up, deciding to explain herself. "Um, The Hunger Games. It's on TV every year but Mam never lets me watch. My- acquaintances say horrible things about it. But I don't wanna' scare Jake too much." She says. I nod, showing to her that it's true. The Hunger Games really are as horrible as they say. I decide I might as well explain. I know Jake can handle it. Kingston had to explain it to him years ago when he first entered the reaping. Kingston was 12 at the time, and he's now 17.

"Unfortunately, yeah. They take the innocent children that are reaped and wisk them off to an arena to fight to the death. It's the reason only one comes back. We haven't had a victor in so long that we've just been losing 2 kids every year, so I see why it'd seem confusing. There hasn't been a victor the entire time I've been alive." I say to her. I knew she didn't want to hear it, but she'd have to sooner or later. The one thing that I wondered was how her mother made it so she didn't have to watch it. It was mandatory in the Districts for all the citizens to watch the games.

"Um, Emily, your brother's cute." She says. I thank her. I then realize that Kingston is still fighting with the other career. Luckily no weapons were taken out, but there is some blood on the other boy's face and he appears to have a broken nose. I tell the girl that I have to take care of something and that I'll be right back, but she's welcome to come with me. I head over to Kingston and I immediately yell his name, telling him to stop. He pulls away from the boy and he has a cut along his cheek. The boy had a knife.

Word Count: 315