selling my soul // dylan

[kendall]

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[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,0,true][atrb=width,500,true][bg=29CCF5] Millions of girls float on their one quote Living on their last hope, on their last hope I live my life inside a dream Only waking when I sleep I would sell my sorry soul, if I could have it all Why is it that we die? We all die. I have come to terms with myself that everyone I have ever loved, hated, and met will die and be buried under the earth until some day when the world ends. One day I will die and I will be nothing but dust in the wind blowing away to a land far away, across the see. Somewhere not even my mother, who seems to know everything, will go. The true time we are free is when we die. Because then we have no humanly restrictions. Free to do whatever we please. The type of freedom we all seek. The type of freedom we fight for but never get. And maybe thats the reason of war. That we fight until we are free. Fight until we can no longer breathe. Fight until we feel whole. Death is just the absence of life. The goal isn’t to live forever, even though many men believe it is. The goal is to create something that will. And that is what we should really strive for. That’s why we fight. Fight because we want our children and their children to have something better than we do. So they can live without fear of losing their brother, sister, friend or lover to something horrible like the Capitol puts us through. Another 24 children have died. Those children so young and had so much in store for them but yet their story ended. Their fight makes the nation angry. It makes my silent angry not more than a blaze, but it is sadness that over fills my heart. That my friends, my own brother, and myself train so we can be apart of it. Why would we do this to ourselves? Is there ever going to be change? There are echoes of a revolt. I am afraid. Afraid of what it might lead to. War, disaster or what we all hope it leads to, freedom. I keep my thought of this silent. Losing the people I love would be harder than losing myself to this war. Only in my nightmares do I see Noah motionless with glassy eyes. I trapped in a cage with no hope of helping him while he breathes his last breaths because of another. They say the reason for the games is for entertainment. But it’s more than that. It’s our punishment for seeking freedom. It’s a reminder that no matter how free you feel, you are still trapped. Trapped until you meet death yourself. I take a deep breath and let it go. I stand up from my seat I had taken by my own brother and walk away, fearing my thoughts will turn to reality. He looks at me with his fearful eyes and whispers. ”Promise that you won’t hurt yourself anyone, ok, Ava?” Noah’s voice started out steady as if a command but broke down in to a quiet quivering. I simper lighting not saying a word. He turns back around to watch the birds from our back yard under the willow tree. I have never made a promise and broke it. i couldn’t promise him for it would only break his heart and mine when I broken it. Walking away from Noah was the only thing I could do. Separate myself from the people I love most and let them follow me. But I know for a fact Noah wouldn’t follow. He wasn’t a follower. He was a leader. And that gave me happiness knowing that. But it also gave me fear. I heard footsteps behind me but I kept walking. I followed a path that was worn in only by the footsteps of me and his. Stopping I looked into the distance of the cliff and the town which lit up from the lights and the dawn on the snow. “You know what I have learned,” I say not turning around to face him. “You cannot save people. You can just love them.” All I really want is to be wonderful People in this town they, they can be so cruel I live my life inside a dream, only waking when I sleep If I could sell my sorry soul, I would have it all

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[Dylan189]

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[kendall]

AVA DILLARD

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female district two sixteen

Millions of girls float on their one quote Living on their last hope, on their last hope I live my life inside a dream Only waking when I sleep I would sell my sorry soul, if I could have it all I smile as I hear the familiar voice of a friend. I don't look as him as he sits down, I just stare out into the diastase. My feet kick the side of the cliff and they hang over. It always shocked me when I realized that I wasn't the only person in the world who thought and felt such strange and awful things. I feel like I am the only one who understand until someone comes alone and shows me that others are going through the exact same things I am. Rejection, angry and worry. Just imagining that all the people who I am looking out onto from my sitting place all have troubles even if they seem perfect. I fear that Mark only sticks around because he doesn't want to hurt leaving me. I know he cares. I can just feel it when he sits with me on this perch and for hours we say nothing. Just listening to the trees and the wind.  I finally look at him. "Why do you say that?" All I can ever do is love. I will never be able to save anyone from danger, the capitol or even just death. It makes me so afraid I will loose everyone I have loved because I can't save them. I just want to save the people I care about most of all. If I can't save myself I might as well save someone else. Because in reality, I am not worth anything. I can't do anything but I know my brother can. I know Mark has plans. I just want to get through my training evaluation.  All I really want is to be wonderful People in this town they, they can be so cruel I live my life inside a dream, only waking when I sleep If I could sell my sorry soul, I would have it all

ooc -sorry for the wait

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[Dylan189]

Mark Antony

Mark stays silent for a few moments, thinking of a way to word his next few words. When Mark was around Ava he never told a lie, or even tried to put up a devious smile as he would with almost anyone else, but Ava was different. Mark started questioning why he was so different around her than he was with anyone else. Mark met Ava a while back, and they have been good friends, Mark might even call her his best friend. But usually when they would run into each other it would usually be here and they would sit silently. Mark wonders if he actually cares for Ava, a little bit more than friends, but he pushes it aside for the moment.

"Well Ava, because you can save the ones you love, and love them at the same time. The way I save my family from my crazy mum... is because we keep our distance. I also once saved this girl from a mugger." Mark looks back on that day, after helping the woman he did not feel heroic or even helpful. " The only way I can save people is through the steel of my swords, and the bit of my words." Mark paused and looked over at Ava, she was beautiful, today more than ever. " I would save anyone I care about." Mark says looking back off into the distance, thinking a bit more on Ava. Mark knew he cared for her, and he hopped she did also. But the way Mark liked and cared for her was a little more than friends.

"Ava?" Mark says turning to look at her.

[kendall]

AVA DILLARD

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Millions of girls float on their one quote
Living on their last hope, on their last hope
I live my life inside a dream
Only waking when I sleep
I would sell my sorry soul, if I could have it all

I nod as he tells me about how I was wrong. I wasn't nodding in agreement though. "Easy for you to say, you are strong and brave… Those are the type of people who save." I sigh, looking at my palms of my hands as though they were going to give me the words to speak next. I knew they weren't. "I am neither. How are you supposed to protect the people you love when you can't? I can't save Noah, or even myself…" I look out over the cliff. "Or you." My voice says quietly. 

His voice knocks me back into the real world and I broke my stare in the distance. I turn my head to him to look at is soft eyes. "Hmmm?" Is all I manage to say. I was never really good at talking to anyone. I can only talk to my brother, my supporter, and Mark, who was sort of like my rock when I wanted to drift out to sea. I didn't have to say much around Mark to make myself feel whole. He is the only career excluding Noah I could actually talk to who wouldn't mock me for my lack of skills with a knife and my own fist. 

Mark seemed to be the only grounded person in this whole district. 

All I really want is to be wonderful
People in this town they, they can be so cruel
I live my life inside a dream,
only waking when I sleep
If I could sell my sorry soul, I would have it all

ooh - none

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[Dylan189]

Mark Antony

Marks legs dangled over the edge of the cliff, if anyone wanted the easy way out, this stop would be the perfect place. Mark paused before speaking after her hmm. " Me and Noah, we don't need saving, I won't ever need it. I save myself, or I die trying. But I would save you Ava." With his left hand, he brushes her hair back behind her ear out of her face. " Because if I save you, maybe I can see that beautiful face, one last time." Mark let his left hand touch her cheek, one of his fingers running over her bottom lip. " But you know something, every day we talk, you save me in a way, show me that there is good in this world. That not all of us are brutes." Mark pauses for a moment then leans in and kisses her, wondering if she will return it, or break it.

[kendall]

AVA DILLARD

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Millions of girls float on their one quote
Living on their last hope, on their last hope
I live my life inside a dream
Only waking when I sleep
I would sell my sorry soul, if I could have it all

I felt his warm lips press against mine and I just let it happen. I didn't dare to break this moment nor did I want to. It was a rare moment I would never get make. My eye lashes fluttered and I fell into the kiss. Maybe someone did care about me. Maybe he wasn't lying when he said I saved him. I hesitantly let my lips leave him and I wanted to giggle inspire of myself but I didn't.  "I guess you can save people by loving them…" I say quietly looking at him before blushing and looking away. "All I want is to feel like I matter to someone." Anyone. I pause and look out over the rocks. "Thank you for that." 

All I really want is to be wonderful
People in this town they, they can be so cruel
I live my life inside a dream,
only waking when I sleep
If I could sell my sorry soul, I would have it all

ooh - none

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[Dylan189]

Mark Antony

Mark nods, staying silent for a moment, nudging her hand a bit, trying to get a hold of it. Mark liked the way she made him feel, he felt as if he was wanted and the fact that he felt wanted by her was ten times better.

Finally Mark spoke. " Look Ava, I really like you, I have for a while... Well hey look, the final match to the pregames are coming up soon, and at the moment I don't think I have very many supporters... So, if you could make it... I would really like that." Mark smiles at her.

[kendall]

AVA DILLARD

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Millions of girls float on their one quote
Living on their last hope, on their last hope
I live my life inside a dream
Only waking when I sleep
I would sell my sorry soul, if I could have it all

I felt great until he mentioned the games. I never have liked them. I think they are wrong and cruel. My stomach dropped and my hand tensed in him. "Mark, you know I don't like the training center..." I choked out the words as I bit my lip. I hated that place I dread setting foot in it. It brings me horrible memories of pain and hurt. I sigh. "I will still go."  

All I really want is to be wonderful
People in this town they, they can be so cruel
I live my life inside a dream,
only waking when I sleep
If I could sell my sorry soul, I would have it all

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[Dylan189]

Mark Antony

" That's right.. Sorry, actually its okay." Mark smiles " Don't come, but after the fight, can we hang out again?" Mark says with the smile still there, kissing her cheek. " And maybe some time I can take you out on a little adventure?"

[kendall]

I felt like a horrible person for not going. I felt like I was letting him down. He have me support and when he asked me for some I said no. I swallowed hard as he kissed me lightly. "No, Mark I will go." I say ignoring myself sayin how many people would make fun of me "I owe it to you." I say with a smile. "I like adventures." I wonder what he had in mind.

[Dylan189]

Mark Antony

Mark smiles, and nods " Are you sure Ava, you really dont have to go. Either way, we can still go do something after?" Mark offers and with a smile.

[kendall]

AVA DILLARD

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Millions of girls float on their one quote
Living on their last hope, on their last hope
I live my life inside a dream
Only waking when I sleep
I would sell my sorry soul, if I could have it all

I smile and look out over the town. The training center basically ruined my life. Whenever I stepped inside I felt like it was taunting me with all the people at could be fierce and cruel and I was like a butterfly that flew into a trap. I hurt myself just tog et out of the pain it is to train there and have everyone stare at me when I have to talk to myself just to through a knife. My brother knows that place like it's his first home. HE is everything I am not. Strong, brave, and amazing. Nodding I speak trying to stop my voice from cracking. "No, I am going to support you because you support me." I breathe. "And we can do something after of course"

All I really want is to be wonderful
People in this town they, they can be so cruel
I live my life inside a dream,
only waking when I sleep
If I could sell my sorry soul, I would have it all

ooh - none

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