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[kousei ♚]

Why did I have to go fishing today of all days? Why did I always have to work? Why couldn't I just relax a little while while someone else does all the fishing? Why? Why? Why? Sometimes I wish I could just stay home and play with my little brother. Sometimes life was just not fair but who was I to complain? I am only 14. I force myself out the house with my fishing supplies, not before saying good bye to my parents and then dragging myself out the house. It's not that I don't enjoy working or anything, it's just that when I have to do all the time it can get less enjoyable. I looked half dead as he drag my supplies and myself out the house and towards the docks.

It was another usual day in District 4. I didn't feel like checking on how the tributes were doing today, it would have simply been more death and disaster. Sometimes I feel sorry for those poor bastards who weren't strong enough to survive. I am strong. That is what I tell myself as he have all my fishing supplies, I am simply walking through the path towards the docks, I have a fishing net, a knife and a fishing hook. When I was younger these things sued to scare me a little but now it was as if they were a part of me. Like they were my friends. If I was insane I would be talking to them but I’m not THAT lonely after all. So here I am simply trudging along with my slightly heavy fishing gear.

The docks is also a pretty normal place for me now, it was like my home. The waters were calming, while they might startle the ordinary person but not me, they are calling and soothing, it's as if they call out to me, inviting me to dive into them. We've been waiting for you Flint. Come and swim in us, we won't drown you. Of course this wasn't real, it is simply in my head, as he continue lugging the fishing equipment towards the docks I wonder if I can bring more food, it was annoying that a lot of his had earned word went to the Capitol but at least we got some of it right?

Well there was no need to be pondering now. I was pretty much there now with a few other people. I take a deep whiff of the salty air from the water and exhale. I was used to that smell now, it was like normal air for me. I took my fishing hooks, my net and strapped my knife holster to my leg and took off my reading glasses and put them in my pocket. The good thing about living in a place like District 4 is that I get actual decent clothes, I hadn't been to the lower districts but I heard a lot of them starved and wore make-shift clothes that were like rags. I sometimes wondered why the Capitol seems to hate us so badly but I remembered it was over something that happened 64 years ago!

I chuckle slightly at the thought of simply swimming away from District 4 and living in the forest. I wouldn't survive for more than a week in the forest by myself. Also I need to stay with my family, they're all I have. As I begin tying the net to a trident I'll need I can see the waters are going to be rowdy today, well this was going to be annoying for sure! If the water was rowdy and continued crashing all over the place then how would I be able to catch any fish? The last time I tried to fish in these conditions I ended up having to swim back to sure, not that it mattered anyway, I am a good swimmer. I sigh as I wait for a boat to get free.[/size][/font]

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[bg=000000][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,0,true][atrb=width,500,true][atrb=style,width: 500px;] Genesis Reese I wake up to the sun shining brightly through my window. I carefully rub my eyes trying to adjust them to the light. My neck aches. I must have slept wrong. I slowly force myself to a sitting position and stare at the blank walls. I wonder why my dad hasn't tried to wake me up yet. Normally I would want to be up as the finale of The Hunger Games are going on. It's amazing to know that District 4 has a tribute in the final two. My bare feet touch the cold floor sending chills through my spine. My neck begs me to lay still, but today, I need to go fishing. I need to make catch a lot of fish to sell at the shops today so I can bring an amazing dinner home. I blink my eyes a couple time as I stand up and walk over to the window. The streets are abandon. I crack the window. The air feels fantastic. Today will make a perfect fishing day. I walk over to my closet and look through all the fishing clothes I have. My eyes spot my favorite outfit. A red short sleeve shirt, and the ragged pair of jeans I have. My mom told me several times to get rid of them, but I can't make myself let them go. They are comfortable. I quickly change into the clothes. I run my fingers through my hair to flatten it out a bit, but it doesn't work well. Oh well, I don't need to look perfect today. I'm just going fishing. ]"Genesis is that you?" I groan. My dad is awake. I was hoping to sneak off without him knowing. He's always getting in my way. I'll be nice to him today though. I'll just let him know where I'm going. I think he would like that a lot. I shake my head a bit as I walk into the room where his voice came from. "Yes, dad, it's me." I sit down on the couch waiting for him to reply. He seems to be in a good mood today. (He's never in a good mood. This is a first.) I look at him as a smile appears on his face. "Where are you going?" He asks. Should I tell him where I'm going? It's not going to hurt him to know I'm going fishing. I don't want him to come with me though. I stare at him a little longer trying to decide what to say. I'm in a hurry though because I need to catch as many fish as I possibly can. "I'm going to go to the docks and see what I can get into." I reply quietly hoping he believes me. He looks at me with a look of confusion. "Catch a lot of fish." I nod my head at him and walk out the door. I grab my trident and the nets on the way out. I can't forget them. I don't live far from the docks, so it's not a far walk, but I'm going to take my time. I don't want to be in a hurry to show off my amazing skills. I plan on showing everyone around how great of a fisher I am. I sling the nets over my shoulder and cringe in pain from my neck. I hate that it hurts this bad, but I'll get over it. I do not quit. I reach the docks faster than I thought I would. I look over and spot my boat sitting there waiting for me. A huge smile appears on my face. I've had this boat for a few years. I don't think my family knows about it, but I don't care. I toss my nets into the boat and realize it's going to be a bad day for fishing. The water is crashing onto the dock, and my boat is moving all over the place. I look over at the others waiting to take off. I could always take off in my boat despite the monstrous ocean. "Does anyone know when the waves will calm down?" I ask as politely as I possibly can. I don't know if anyone heard me, but it's worth a shot. I walk around the docks and spot another person sitting in his boat. He's younger than me. He's at least three to five years younger than me. I don't know if his parents would appreciate him talking to me. "Hey, do you know an approximate time it would be safe to go out fishing?" I hope I didn't scare him. I look down and realize I'm still holding my trident. I shrug my shoulders. It doesn't matter. Most the people around here carry tridents anyway. A smile appears on my face as I turn to walk back to my boat. Narration CC6600 Thoughts 0066CC Hearing CC9900 Speaking 995C1F Emphasis 0059B3 other CCCCCC

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(OOC: Sorry for sub par post)

As I notice a boat gets free I’m about to check it out someone stops me. "Hey, do you know an approximate time it would be safe to go out fishing?" I look at him. He seems to be way older than me, maybe around three years older than me. I’ve never seen him in my life, he’s carrying the same fishing gear as me, the Trident doesn’t scare me at all however, considering I’m carrying the same thing. He seems to be slightly annoyed at the rowdy waves as well, well we all are, it’s a nightmare for any normal fisherman. “No, sorry” I reply to his question and he goes off to his boat.

So he’s really going to go fishing while the water is like this? “Are you really going to fish in this weather?” I ask him as he goes to walk away towards his boat. Whether I get an answer or not I sigh as I follow after him. I notice there is a boat next to his boat, I figure I can use it to go wherever he is going, maybe just maybe I’ll be protected if the water becomes more rowdy. I untie the boat and dump my supplies in there.

I take a small box, this box is full of my fish bait. “Would you like any?” I ask him before getting my paddle ready.[/size][/font]

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[bg=000000][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,0,true][atrb=width,500,true][atrb=style,width: 500px;] Genesis Reese I wish the weather was calm today. I wish I was able to go into the waves to relax. I look at them with my eyes fixed. The waves are calling out my name and they laugh at me. They remind me of the accident I had several years ago. I look down at my hand. I'm missing part of my finger because of the accident. The waves remind me of all the times I failed. I shake my head and quickly regret it. I raise my hands to my neck trying to rub the pain out. I look out at the waves. They are beautiful. Everything about them calms me down. I feel like I'm home. I feel like I'm where I belong. The waves are amazing. If I wasn't going fishing, I would be sitting here watching the waves crash on the docks. I can't though. I'm on a mission to catch fish. I still have most of the day ahead of me. I could sit and wait for the waves to calm down, or I could go fishing in this weather. Going out now could cost me my life, but I'm a good swimmer. I can always buy another boat. I don't have the time to sit here and wait. I reach my boat. I drop my trident down inside. My paddles are laying perfectly on the floor just how I left them. My smile grows bigger. I'm about to climb in my boat when the person I was talking to earlier startles me. I wasn't expecting him to follow me. I nearly fall into the crashing waves. "No sorry." I look at him slightly aggravated, but I can't stay aggravated for long. He wasn't trying to startle me. I allow myself to grin again. "Oh, no problem. I don't want to waste a day that I can be fishing." I try to remain polite, but I find that hard at times. I turn and face my boat again. I slowly climb in and sit down in the center. "Are you really going to fish in this weather?" Well, I was planning to. Nothing too ba could come from it. "Well, I was planning to. I need to catch fish for my father." I look at the floor of the boat. "I can't let him down. To answer your question, yes, I'll be fishing in this weather." I place my nets on the side so I can easily grab them when I'm out far enough to cast them. I take the nets and tie knots in the ends of them. I grab my gloves out of my pocket and place them on my hands. I look up and the boy because he's closer to me. I frowns slightly as he climbs into the boat next to me. I might be crazy enough to do this, but I don't want this kid to risk his life. He dropped his equipment in the boat. I look at him hoping he doesn't go fishing in this, but I can't stop him if it comes down to it. I watch him grab a small box. I know what's inside of it. I've seen it many times. "Would you like any?" "That would be great." I answer. "Thanks." Narration CC6600 Thoughts 0066CC Hearing CC9900 Speaking 995C1F Emphasis 0059B3 other CCCCCC

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[kousei ♚]

I didn't want to admit it but I was actually starting to get second thoughts about going out there, the sea just seemed to be getting more and more rowdy and I was worried. What if I died? What if I drowned? What if I got eaten by a shark? Okay maybe the last part was very unlikely but you never know! I’ve heard of the unfortunate saps who got swept off their boats and forcefully carried into the great unknown. The thought of it was... terrifying. I couldn’t go back now, I would look like a coward if he went back on his word, and that last thing I wanted to be seen as was a coward.

The rowdy waves reminded me of a man who had drowned, I wasn’t there but my step father was and he told me the whole story. They thought they could simply catch a few fish in the middle of a storm but they were wrong. My step father had almost died but luckily he was the best swimmer, the other man wasn’t so lucky and he was swept away, they haven’t recovered his body since but we all know he’s dead, tragic I know but that’s just life in District 4.

I take a huge sigh as I give some of the fish bait to the other boy. I am already getting my things ready. I do a quick check of my supplies. Trident check. Net check. Fish bait check. I feel like I am missing something. Fishing pole! I frantically search around and notice there my fishing pole is sitting next to my boat. Fishing pole check! Lucky for me I’m a good swimmer, I’m a quick swimmer as well. Most people in District 4 can swim so it’s not really a surprise, we are the fishing district after all.

I wrap myself up warm as I know I’m going to venture in the great unknown. Sometimes I wonder why I do it? Why do I have to fish all the time? Most of my catch goes to the capitol anyway, we only get to keep some of it, sure it’s enough that we are well fed but I just feel like my efforts are wasted. I sit on my boat deep in thought. Why do I have to do this? Is what I’m thinking to myself in my head, as I sit on my boat dwelling on my life and deep in thought I realize that I’m stalling!

I sigh as I begin to untie the rope that stops my boat from sailing away. “Well I hope you catch the fish for your father!” I call out as I feel my boat sailing away. I’m secretly hoping he follows me, I don’t want to be fishing all alone while the sea is like this! I can see a few looks on people’s faces as they look at me, I know they are all thinking I’m crazy for wanting to fish in this weather. I’m probably crazy as well. I can feel my boat rocking and swerving from side to side. I take a big gulp as I feel the sea carrying me away from the docks.[/size][/font]

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[bg=000000][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,0,true][atrb=width,500,true][atrb=style,width: 500px;] Genesis Reese Waves crash onto the boat. Waves surround me. I've never been afraid of waves, but for some reason these are slightly scary. I stare at them. I could easily be consumed by these waves. Everyone knows a storm on the sea could turn bad in a matter of seconds. My heart pounds ferociously inside my chest. My breathing picks up a lot. I have to be crazy. I carefully walk around my boat holding onto the sides so I don't topple over. I stare at the waves as my boat violently moves from side to side. If the rope was tying my boat to the dock, I would be dumped over in the water. I could have died before. I was stupid sail my boat into a storming sea like this before, and I'm sure as hell stupid enough to do it again. I don't want this kid to risk his life for fishing. He's young and probably has a long life ahead of him. I shake my head. I was raised fishing, and I might as well die fishing. I came close to dying before. I hope that it doesn't happen again. "Just because I'm going out into the storm to fish doesn't mean you should too!" I raise my voice to a yell hoping he can hear me over the crashing waves. I look at the boy as he hands me a handful of fishing bait. I didn't really need the fishing bait, but since he offered, I didn't want to be rude and not take it. "Thanks!" I really am grateful for him being here. I don't have to fish alone. I usually prefer fishing alone, but today, with the way the weather is, I don't truly care. Fear of water itself is impossible for any citizen of district 4; at least, that's what my dad always says. I'm strong. I'm courageous. I'm not afraid of some stupid storm. I should be though. I can't allow a few small waves to ruin a perfectly good day of fishing. I can't. "Well I hope you catch the fish for your father!" He shouts as he unties his boat. I want to tell him not to go. I want to tell him he should wait out the storm, but it would only make me a hypocrite because I am going out in the storm, and he can't stop me. Nobody on this dock could stop me. I notice several people are looking at him like he's crazy. I wish I was capable of stopping him, but everyone has their own free will. If he wants to fish in this weather, all the power to him. A huge grin appears on my face as I secure myself inside my boat as the boy sails off into the sea. I can tell right away the current is strong by the way my boat is trying to float away from the dock. "You kids are stupid for going fishing!" One of the guys shouts. I ignore him as I don't want some old fool telling me I'm stupid. I'll prove him wrong and make a wonderful catch. I look around the crashing sea frantically holding onto the boat as tight as I can. I've already lost my nets. I had to drop them to save my life. The weight of the fish was going to cause the boat to tip over. I couldn't afford the boat to tip over. I had to keep it above the water. I had to. I had to bring myself home. I scream for people to help me, but I'm too far away. I can't be heard at all. I'm stuck and trapped. I stand up on the boat, which was a huge mistake, and it topples over sending me crashing into the waves. My finger is caught in something. I have no idea what it is. I'm being dragged further into the water. I shake my head carefully as I look down at my finger. I won't let that happen again. I'm smarter, and I'm older. I know how to take care of myself now. I'm capable of holding the fish and bringing them all home. I'm not worried about the waves anymore. They can't beat me because I'm about to beat them. "Hey be careful out there!" I shout at the top of my lungs hoping he can hear me. I look around at the people on the dock. They are still muttering among themselves. "If you all have a problem with me, by all means, tell me to my face." I hiss at them. I hate people talking behind my back. With this I slip the rope off the dock. My boat slowly starts sailing into the sea without me controlling it. I don't have to worry about controlling it because the current is strong. If I'm not careful, I could be pulled out into the middle of the ocean ending up lost forever. I'm a great swimmer, but I don't know if I'd be able to swim if I was lost forever. I should have packed a snack or something in case that would happen. I take hold of the paddles and start pushing myself in the direction of the other boy. I would like to know his name. I would like to be able to talk to him more. The waves crash onto my boat almost causing it to topple over. A huge grin appears on my face. I'm coming for you! I'm going to prove to you I am the boss. I'm not afraid of you. I'll never be afraid of you! You can't hurt me! I feel so alive right now. I never figured out why, but the sea helps me to be myself. I'm the most calm here. I stroke the paddles back and forth keeping myself going in the direction of the other boy. My boat swerves like crazy fighting against my ores. The waves fight against everything that I'm doing to try to keep my boat right side up. (Have you ever tried to drag a boat full of water back to the shore? It's not very easy.) I allow myself to become one with the water. I allow myself to be calm hoping today won't be my last. Narration CC6600 Thoughts 0066CC Hearing CC9900 Speaking 995C1F Emphasis 0059B3 other CCCCCC

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I can already feel my boat about to tip over. It’s rocking frantically. I am holding my breath as I grip onto the sides. I’m scared, I am truly scared, so many possibilities, so many factors. For all I know the boat could tip over and I could be lost under sea forever, my corpse would join the fishes in the deep blue sea. Lucky for me I’m a really good swimmer but you can never be too careful when it comes to preserving your life at sea. I don’t need to worry about paddling since the wave is taking me to where I want to go. I bite my lip a little bit and hold onto the edges tightly as the boat rocks ferociously.

I take a glance back and I can see the docks getting further and further away, I also see another boat coming closer. It’s that boy I met at the docks, the one I gave the fish bait to. My heart is doing back flips as I frantically look around and pray my boat doesn’t simply flip over. I grip my trident, lucky for me I packed snacks if I accidently got lost at sea, I was usually well prepared when it came to fishing, I never factored out any probabilities that could happen while at sea, after all fishing was an unpredictable business right?

I start preparing my fish hook. I remember when I was taught to fish.
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“Now Flint take the net and toss it over the boat, make sure you keep it in the water though.” My instructor said. I did that and waited for the fish to come, I kept it in the net for a little while, I could feel nothing. I take out the next, clearly disappointed. “Do not worry Flint, you’ll get a big load in one day!” My instructor said reassuringly, I gave him a weak smile and sit back in the boat. I sigh as I look over the sea, unlike today the waves weren’t as rowdy so I wasn’t worried. “I think I want to try again.” I said to him. The instructor raised his eye brow, slightly surprised by my willingness to try again.

After getting the net ready again I give him a nod and throw in the next. I start to feel something, the net feels heavy, very heavy. I then pull on it, I can’t pull it out. I tug and strain as I slowly lift the out the net inch by inch, I cry out as I drop the net full of fish on my boat. The instructor claps for me, very excited, even more excited than me. “I GOT IT! I GOT IT! I GOT IT!” I call out, very excited. The instructor gives me a friendly embrace, obviously very proud of me. We both smile as we prepare to paddle back home.
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That day had been a memorable day for me, now I hope I can replicate that day today and get a load as big as this one today. I grip the boat tighter as I grab the net and throw it in the water, I keep it in there for a little while and still nothing happens. I groan in frustration as I rip the net out the water, I take a few dips in the water with my trident and no fish. I look at the boy behind me who is in his boat. “Caught anything yet?!” I yell out to him. I then put my trident away and throw my net in the water one more time.[/font][/size]

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[bg=000000][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,0,true][atrb=width,500,true][atrb=style,width: 500px;] Genesis Reese I quickly drift farther away from the docks than I thought I would. I'm being tossed around like I never dreamed possible. Its like I'm a rag doll in the arms of a young child swinging the doll around in a tantrum. I'm bouncing all over the place. It's a miracle I haven't been thrown overboard. The waves are crashing down inside my boat soaking me from head to toe. I'll never catch any fish in this. This was a death wish. This is practically a suicide attempt in the making. I wonder what my family will say if I never return home. A wave crashes down over my head breaking my thoughts. A chill runs down my spine causing my whole body to shake. I'm chilled to the bone. I didn't bring a jacket or anything because I thought it was going to be a nice day. My hands are shaking extremely bad. I can barely hold onto the nets. My whole body is shaking trying to keep myself warm as the water consumes me taking my breathe away with every wave. I want to run away from the waves. I would abandon my boat to run for safety. I can still see the docks in the distance. If I turn back now, I might survive the day with my life and return home to my family. Genesis, you can't turn back now. This kid is counting on you. If it wasn't for you going out into the sea, he wouldn't have gone either. One of the ores flies out of my hand into the raging sea. I try to catch it but it floats away from me in front of my own eyes. My stomach dances inside me. My heart pounds fast inside my chest. If it was possible, I'm sure my heart would fly out of my chest. I clutch my hand to my chest unsure of what to do. I look up at the boy. I don't even know his name. I would feel terrible if something happened to him. Adrenaline starts surging through my body. My hands shake uncontrollably. I grip onto the sides of my boat and carefully bring myself to my feet. I take the net in one hand and toss it into the sea. I've done this several times. Normally I wouldn't have a problem, but right now, this is a risk I shouldn't take. I hold onto the end of it with one hand. I can feel the net fighting against me trying to follow the current. The same current that is drawing my boat farther away from the docks. I can still see them in the distance if I squint my eyes and look the right way. It's not worth it. It's not worth the fight. I should have never gone out fishing in this. I'm definitely going to regret the decision. "Caught anything yet?!" The boy yells at me. I can barely hear him. The waves are deafening. The sounds of the raging sea is ringing inside my head. I know the answer to this question. I can tell by the weight of the net. I can tell there's not a single fish in it. All the fish have to be hiding. I know if I was a fish, I would be hiding away from the waves. I would wait until it was calm to play. I grab the net and quickly jerk it out of the water. I'm not surprised when I find it completely empty. I hiss under my breath. "No! I haven't caught anything!" I shout at him hoping he can hear me. I'm almost right next to his boat. I shouldn't have to shout much, but I'll still have to keep my voice raised. "Have you caught anything?" I ask calmly. I can practically tell by the look on his face he hasn't caught anything. I watch him as he desperately tries to catch something. Anything is better than nothing. I don't know about his family, but I know that my dad will be extremely upset if I come home empty handed. I throw the net back into the sea. The momentum of me throwing the net into the sea almost sends me crashing into the sea. I move my legs quickly trying to keep myself steady. I glance around quickly hoping nobody saw me. There's a raging sea right in front of me. I'm better off dying right now. I know I won't bring home any fish at all. I doubt I'll even make it home with my life. I'm terrified. I hate to admit it, but I'm scared out of my mind. I don't know what to do. My mind is racing looking for an answer. I sit down in the boat quickly and steadily hoping I don't topple over. I can swim, but I doubt I'll be able to swim very far in this. Another wave crashes onto the boat. Chills run down my spine. I grab the net and jerk it into the boat. I can't afford to lose it. It's one of a kind. I run my hands up and down my arms trying to bring warmth to them. My teeth chatter loudly. I drape the net around me begging for it to keep me warm. Water drips off my face onto my lap. My toes are cold. Panic. The one thing I was trained not to do is panic; however, my mind is only focused on one thing: staying alive. "This was a bad idea! I yell hoping he understands we should turn around and go back. Turning back can can be our only chance. Narration CC6600 Thoughts 0066CC Hearing CC9900 Speaking 995C1F Emphasis 0059B3 other CCCCCC

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I'm cold, frustrated and scared. I keep throwing my damn net it and everytime it fails. I’d heard that catching fish in this weather was hard but this was simply ridiculous! I am shivering all over, my teeth are chattering. I can just imagine what my family would be saying if they saw my fishing in the place like this, they would think I was mad. Now I understand why no one actually went fishing, it was practically suicide. I’m not even gripping the ores properly, I am simply trying to preserve body heat as he curl up into a ball as my teeth start to chatter in my skull even more. I am worried, what if I get hypothermia? What if I catch a really bad cold? The doctors in District 4 are top notch but some things simply can’t be healed. I sigh as I take a glance over the boat, the sea seems to be trying to swallow me up, it’s crashing against my boat and whipping against my body.

I grit my teeth and begin to row further out. I heard the boy shout something at me but it was relly hard to hear since the waves were crashing around my boat and I can’t hear a damn thing!“What was that?!” I call out as he I begin rowing more, it’s actually a bit annoying as well as terrifying. Here I am fighting for my life at sea while I could be at home watching the Hunger games finale! I quickly remind myself I chose to be here so it is my responsibility to keep myself alive. I sigh as I row, my strokes get stronger and stronger but I keep feeling the boat about to tip over. It’s really terrifying but I know I must try.

My heart is pounding against my ribcage. If my heart was strong enough it would’ve burst out from my ribcage by now. It’s a scary thought but I know it’s not possible. A lot of things can happen at sea but they still need to be somewhat possible! I grit my teeth as I begin to row the boat even further, I know I much find a way. I take my trident and start jabbing it into the sea, I’m clutching the weapon very tight so it isn’t ripped from my grasp. I can only imagine the water rising into my boat like a giant hand and dragging me into sea so my corpse can join the fishes.

I refuse to allow that to happen. I think to myself as I take an even deeper jab, I’m leaning so far over my boat I could fall off, my face is only inches away from the water that threatens to capture me. Suddenly I feel something, a jolt, it’s as if my trident is caught on something. I pull it out and find I have skewered a fish, I had actually got a fish. I begin to chuckle and laugh a lot, I don’t understand why I had gotten so happy over one fish, I ignore my logical side and take more jabs with my trident.

I pull it out and find ANOTHER fish skewered on it, right the eye. I throw it into my bucket with the other dead fish. I look back frantically at the boy who was behind me. “I GOT ONE!” I shout out to him in excitement. Why am I getting so excited over two fish? They weren’t even really big, they were just average size. I give a large grin and take my green net and throw it over sea, I keep it dragging in there. I’m filled with hope now, I’m ignoring my body telling me to stop.

I feel a few fish hit my net and I drag it back in the boat, they vary in sizes, some are tiny but others are really big. I put them all in buckets after they died of lack of water. I’m trying to ignore my logical side telling me to turn and go away. “Try fishing around here! There’s so many fish here!” I call out to the boy, I have to him. I then begin to row my boat. I have no idea what I’m doing, I’m almost crazy. Once again I’m rowing further out into sea.[/size][/font]

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[bg=000000][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,0,true][atrb=width,500,true][atrb=style,width: 500px;] Genesis Reese Fishing has always been something I've enjoyed. I waited all winter to be able to fish. When I'm fishing, I can escape from the world. I can pretend the only thing that exists is fishing. I can pretend this stupid nation I live in isn't real. It's a fantasy world I live in where I don't have to worry about anything. I don't have to worry about training for the games. I don't have to worry about making my father proud. I don't have to worry about my sister ever being sent off to die. It's just me, the sea, and the fish. This is the only thing that causes me to feel free. I'm not trapped at home listening to my father tell me I could be doing better. After all, I am the best there is. I definitely regret my decision to go fishing today. This journey I've taken today has only caused me a lot of problems. I'm barely able to keep my body temperature warm. I'm at a great risk of freezing to death, or catching a terrible cold. It's a storm of the century. It's a storm that I'll never forget as the waves continue to crash down on top of me. I want to scream. It would be best for me to get out of here while I can with all my extremities still attached. I can't lose any now. I need a fighting chance. I can't go down now without hope. The storm is overtaking the sea as the waves grow bigger in size. It's a miracle my boat hasn't flipped over yet. The boat is taunting me as it leans to the left, then, leans to the right. I lean the opposite way the boat leans trying to balance the weight. If I make it out of this situation alive, I promise on my life I will never do anything like this as long as I live. "Hey!" I shout at the tops of my lungs. "Are you having any luck?!" I cast the net into the sea again keeping a strong grip around it. Chills run up my spine causing me to shiver uncontrollably. My teeth chatter loudly inside my mouth echoing throughout my head. The raging water is making it extremely hard for me to hear. It's not a good situation. I can't really see the other kid; however, I can make out his silhouette. I keep my eyes focused on him as another wave crashes into the boat causing my net to drift away from the boat. I try to regain my grip on it, but it's moving to fast for me to catch. "Damn. That was a net I made by myself without the help of anyone. That was my good net!" I angrily grab my trident. I place it in one hand and my ore in the other. I attempt to paddle to where the other kid is. I can hear him shouting something, but right now, I'm too far to make out what he's saying. "Try fishing around here! There's so many fish!" I paddle the boat in the direction of him. Just one fish to take home to my father would mean the world. Please nature allow me to catch just one fish! "How have you caught any fish in this weather?" I ask. If he's caught a few fish, I have to do better. I can't let this kid show me up. I am better than him. I'm the master fisher here. I pick up my trident and jab it blindly into the water. I bring it out and find nothing. I swiftly jab the trident into the water again. This is pointless. I won't catch a fish. I'm not catching a fish in this. Anger starts surging through my veins. I'm not relaxing here like I would normally be. This is a trick to cause me to never fish again. This isn't what I had planned. I'm stuck in the waves of a storm that's going to kill me. "Hey, I've never caught your name! My name is Genesis!" I shout over the raging sea. Narration CC6600 Thoughts 0066CC Hearing CC9900 Speaking 995C1F Emphasis 0059B3 other CCCCCC

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I chuckled as he saw the fish I had compared to the amount he had. It was a shame Genesis had none however. What was really starting to get to me was the coldness, his jacket alone wasn’t preserving enough body heat. He was starting to shake uncontrollably my teeth are chattering. He didn’t want to catch hypothermia. If I die from a cold or something I will be pretty pissed. I decide to stick it out, I know I have some so I can go back, I’ll just go for one more dip then paddle back. I can see the boy coming closer, it seems he had seen the fish I have caught.

When he asks how I have managed to catch fish in this whether I simply shrug. “Instinct, luck and a big net I guess.” I reply. I start to paddle closer to him. I looked at him, as he teeth begin chattering more rapidly, a strong wind passes over the both of us. I feel like I’m going to freeze to death. I realize that if I don’t drown I’ll freeze to death! "Hey, I've never caught your name! My name is Genesis!" He calls out to me. I nod as I give him my name. “M-m-my n-name i-is Flint!” I reply. I realize that I’m shaking more than normally, I can’t even hold my trident straight anymore.

I sneeze and cough a few times as my boat almost tips my overboard another few times. “I-I m-might g-go home n-noowww!” I stutter as I feel the coldness about to overtake me. Why had I been so rash? Why had I been so stupid? Why did I go just because he decided to go? I could be sitting at home in a warm blanket eating some food while in my bed but instead I’m freezing to death while hoping I don’t fall into the sea and drown (despite the fact I’m an exception swimmer). It isn’t that I’m afraid of drowning it’s just the coldness of the water that might get to me.

Nonetheless I decide it’s about time I go back to the docks and pray I don’t get hypothermia or something like that. Just as I turn the boat around and am about to paddle something unexpected happens. When the boat tilts the waves crash in that direction and a strong wind pulls me. Before I can even react I slip and am thrown off the boat and into the waves head first. I let out a yell as he crashed in. The coldness was unbearable. I feel like someone has stuffed me into a freezer and left me there. The water is freezing! I let out a cry of shock as he try to keep afloat. Lucky I’m from District 4 or I would be half way to the bottom of the ocean by now!

I already feel the strong waves carrying my away from my boat. It’s hard to fight against the water, I know if the water takes me too far away I won’t find my way back. I try my hardest to swim, everytime I go close to my boat I am instantly dragged away by the waves. “Arghhh I’m so cold, h-help!” I sputter through the waves as I force myself to swim, it’s hopeless. If this really going to be my end? Am I going to die at sea trying to look for fish? I can’t go yet, I can’t dry yet. I must try. I must live. There had to be a way I can survive...[/font][/size]

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[bg=000000][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,0,true][atrb=width,500,true][atrb=style,width: 500px;] Genesis Reese It's bad enough I'm freezing, but it's even worse that I haven't caught a single fish. I can't let this kid out do me. I can't let him have more fish than me. I'll have to catch fish one way or another. I sit up in my boat and jab the trident deep into the water. Deeper than I probably should have gone because my boat almost flips. I barely manage to keep my boat upright. I quickly bring the trident out of the water, and to my surprise, I have caught a fish. A fish is dead on the other end of my pole. A fish that will never be able to live again. This brings great joy to myself. I'm a fisher, and no matter what I will fish until my very end. I quickly jab my trident back into the water to catch another fish. A wave crashes down on my boat almost sending me overboard again. Instinct? I have great instinct, but it's near impossible to fish in weather like this. Oh well. I'll have a better catch. My name is Flint." He manages to say between the chattering of his teeth. "I might go home now." I can't blame him for wanting to go home. I should be wanting to go home, but I can't let my father down. The waves are stronger than ever. The current is pulling my tiny boat away from the docks. I can't even see the docks in my sight now. My teeth chatter loudly inside my head. I'm drenched. I'm cold. I'm going to die. The boat rocks back and forth in a motion causing me to become sick. If I would have ate breakfast, I would be covered in the vile stuff that rumbles inside me. My arms are shaking terribly. I can't hold onto the trident anymore. I can't hold onto anything anymore. I drop the trident into my boat and curl up into a ball. I try to get as close to myself as I can to maintain what little bit of body heat I have left. Snot drips from my nose running down my chin and dripping silently into the boat. Water runs down the side of my face following the snot that drips into the boat. A bit of water runs down my spine sending chills throughout my body. I'm not going to make it back to the dock. I'm unable to sit up long enough to do anything. I wonder what my father will say. "F-F-F-Flin-Fli-Flint we sh-sh-sh-should t-t-t-turn ar-ar-around." I say silently through the chattering of my teeth. I know he's not going to be able to hear me. I know the words will be lost in the raging sea, but I had to try anyway. I look around trying to keep my eye on Flint. I can't have him die now. I can't allow him to die. I must protect him. Argh, I'm so cold, help!" He calls out. I look around frantically trying to figure out where he's at. I spot him being thrown around in the raging sea. He's being tossed around like a rag doll. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ "Genesis help me!" My mom calls out through the sea. I look at her pleading for her to come back. My entire body is turning numb as I slowly allow the boat to rock back an forth in the sea. I'm being tossed around like a rag doll, and I'm not even in the sea. "Genesis please!" She calls out again. I look at her and do something I never thought was possible. I jump out of the boat into the raging sea. I risk my life to save my mom. The current drags me far out of the sea sending me tumbling under the water. I'm a rag doll being tossed around. There's no one here to save me. I slowly drift farther away from the boat until it's no longer visible. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ "Hang on Flint!" I yell over the sea. "I'm coming!" I grab my trident carefully. I stand up in the boat and do something I have only done once before. I know how this can end, but I have to save him. I jump into the water. I'm immediately chilled to the bone. My teeth start chattering uncontrollably. I resurface and gaps for air. My lungs feel like they are on fire. I kick my feet to keep myself surfaced. I swim around looking for Flint hoping this idiotic decision doesn't get me killed. Narration CC6600 Thoughts 0066CC Hearing CC9900 Speaking 995C1F Emphasis 0059B3 other CCCCCC

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(OOC: Sorry I haven't been able to post yet due to school and stuff. I'll get a post out soon definitely)

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I coughed, I sputtered as I struggled to stay afloat. I had to stay afloat, if I didn't stay afloat then I would die, everybody would miss me. I wouldn't be ever picked to go in the hunger games, all my career training would've been wasted. I could just give up however, I could just allow myself to be swallowed by the abyss. If I did that it would just stop, I would get to simply go in the eternal sleep known as death. I would just stop struggling and drown, I could just allow the waves to take me away, it would be much simpler and much less tiresome.

I can feel myself drifting down, sinking. I can simply see the surface going further and further away. I feel like I want to stop, just sink to the bottom and die, what's the point, I'm basically screwed anyway. Is there any point? I suddenly realize something. There is a point. My family, my future, my life. I'm a career, if I can't survive this then how will I survive a sword going for my head? This is nothing! I can do this! I will make it back!

I won't die. No. It won't happen. I said I'd bring fish back home and I will bring fish back home alive. I'm from District 4 damn it! It's basically second nature for me to survive at sea. I grit my teeth as I begin to front crawl, ignore the water splashing in my face and my lungs screaming for air, I gasp as I break the surface, I see that I'm finally at the top. I can see my boat, it's clear, just a few meters away. I begin to swim towards it, ignoring the waves splashing in my face. Had Genesis come to find me?

I hear splashing, it's not my splashing, I stop for a minute. I look and see him, swimming towards me, his hair wet and his teeth chattering. "I see you decided to take a dip as well!" I joked to him as I began to swim towards him. Maybe he can help me get back, I can feel the water trying to drag me to the side, away from him. I must get to him, I must be dragged away. I yell at the top of my lungs, accidentally taking in a gulp of water as I cough uncontrollably. I then sigh as I try to get closer. "H-help!" I stutter, I still do it loudly however. He can help me, we can both go home, I know we can.[/size][/font]

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[bg=000000][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,0,true][atrb=width,500,true][atrb=style,width: 500px;] Genesis Reese The waves cause me to somersault. I can barely keep my head above the water. Holding the trident isn't doing much to help me. The air is cold causing my lungs to freeze with every breath I take. The pain is terrible. My lungs are screaming for me to get warm. My arms are shaking uncontrollably making it hard to keep from sinking. My legs are quickly tiring from fighting to keep my heavy body up. My eyes are burning from having water in them. My heart pounds rapidly under my chest as I fight to keep my past from replaying in my mind. My teeth chatter loudly inside my head. My body is begging me to get out of the water, but right now, that's impossible. I'm too far away. I'm visibly shaking. This is it. This is how I'm going to die. This is how my life is going to end. I always thought I would go down in water. No. I can't allow myself to think like that. I will make it out of this alive no matter what it takes. The waves roar in my ears. The sound of the raging sea is deafening. I look around for Flint. I have to find him. I must get us both back to shore. "I can't give up." I whisper to myself. I squint my eyes and look for the docks, but I'm too far away to see them. I swim around through the waves looking for Flint. I know he went under the water, but I have no idea where. Come on Flint You have to surface sometime. I take a deep breath, and I swim down under the water with my eyes open. The water burns as it hits my eyes, but I refuse to close them. I'm usually pretty good at holding my breath, but I have to surface faster than I wanted to. The pain in my lungs from the cold is causing me to breathe shallow. I surface gasping for air. I open my mouth a moment too soon. I get a mouthful of water causing me to cough hard. My heart is racing under my chest. "Come on you have to surface eventually!" I exclaim. The cold is starting to become overwhelming. I'm growing sleepy. I fight to keep my eyes open. Closing my eyes now would cause me to die. I squint through the waves looking all over the place. "F-F-F-F-Flint!" Why do I even care if he survives? I should just get myself back to the docks. Save myself. Isn't that what my father always told me? Saving myself sounds like an amazing idea. I turn around looking for the docks. Guilt builds up inside my throat choking me. If it wasn't for me going fishing, he wouldn't have came. I have to save him. I take another deep breathe and sink the water keeping my eyes open looking everywhere. I turn in all directions, but the visibility isn't the best. My lungs beg for me to surface, but I fight them. I fight the pain that's shooting through my chest. My lungs feel like they are on fire. I surface and gasp for air again. I'm freezing cold. I'm drenched from head to toe. I'm not going to catch any fish. I'll go home empty handed, but I'll be alive. I calm myself as the waves continue to cause me to somersault. I look around. A huge smile appears on my face when Flint finally surfaces. A huge weight is lifted off my shoulders when I see him. I see you decided to take a dip as well!" He yells to me. "Well, the water is fine! It's not too cold, and it's not too hot! It's just right!" I joke. I know the water is too cold, but it's mind over matter. I watch him swim towards me, and I swim towards him. I can meet him halfway. My teeth chatter extremely loud inside my head. My entire body is shaking. I'm using every ounce of energy I have to keep myself warm. "H-Help!" He coughs. I start swimming over to him as fast as I can. "See if you can turn on your back and float!" I shout. If he can float on his back, he can rest his muscles. "You can rest for a bit until I can get over to you!" I swim as fast as my body will allow me too. I swallow a lot of the water in the process. My mind is slowly shutting down making me extremely sleepy. I fight to keep myself going. I'll die saving him if I have to. (I almost died before trying to save my mother. I'll do it again to save this kid.) I look over at Flint keeping my mind focused on him. "You're almost there Genesis. Keep it up. You're almost there." I whisper to myself to keep myself going. The waves splash down over my head sending me tumbling under the water. The water gushes in my mouth and down my throat and into my lungs. My lungs burn as I start coughing under water. I watch myself sink to the bottom of the sea. The world starts to go dark around me as I sink closer to the bottom. My mind starts going blank. The world around me starts spinning. No. Don't give up. Don't give into temptation. Surface! Narration CC6600 Thoughts 0066CC Hearing CC9900 Speaking 995C1F Emphasis 0059B3 other CCCCCC

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