Always alone (Mantel and Storm blitz]
Oct 16, 2013 12:03:52 GMT -5
Post by kousei ♚ on Oct 16, 2013 12:03:52 GMT -5
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Lunch time is called and honestly my hopes aren't very high. I just find using the weapons so difficult and they seem so weird, I don't feel like I have a chance, so honestly when I go to get lunch I'm feeling pretty depressed,I'm also worried I might throw up againthere's so many stations that I need to learn in only two days! I leave the station I was at and decide to go with the other tributes to get some lunch. My face looks sad, alone, my hands are just dug in my pockets and I'm walking slowly, behind all the other tributes getting their lunch.
When I see the Capitol food my spirits are slightly raised, it's a million times better than anything I could eat in District ten. After years of starving, just barely scraping by with what little food we had and that Capitol has stuff like this. I guess if I wasn't feeling down I would be pretty infuriated with the unfairness of life. That's basically my entire life in a nut shell, unfair. So I get my food on my plate and put it on the beautiful tray. I guess this is the Capitol's way of treating us before we die our horrifying deaths. Well this isn't really much of a consolation. I don't want to sound ungrateful but it's true. No matter how much good and expensive food I eat the end result will be the same. I'll be laying down in a coffin ten feet under in eternal sleep.
I take my tray and sit down on a table, all alone. Story of my life, twig boy is sitting all alone and upset because he's too much of a wimp to talk to anyone. I'm so damn lonely.
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