Jackrabbitofdeath

Entry 1 : I can't see. . . I’m banished into a book… ”The Hunger Games” but with people I know. I’m on a beautiful island-wait, no. Nothing with this much blood and gore can be truly beautiful, despite the creamy golden sand and sapphire-blue water. Who’s here? I see Kylie, Alyssa, Alana, Olivia, Lana, Luran, Abella from a distance, probably the gamemaker, and … MISS WILLIS?! As soon as the games began, we all swarm the cornucopia. Except Miss Willis. Instead she gets water into her canteens that rolled down the hill and takes a swig. A pained look crosses her face, and she drops down dead. From far off, a cannon sounds. The games officially begun. I look away and see something amazing! Alyssa, squeezing through a weak spot in the protective shield keeping us in. Halfway out the forcefield suddenly strengthens, Letting all but her toe escape. Frantic with possibility, Alyssa whips out a knife from her pack and suddenly, instead of a toe she has a bleeding stump,all bandaged up. “Run!” we all yell, and boy, does she run. I want to chat badly. I silently wish for a companion, aching for the morale support of anything alive.

Entry 2 : As if my prayers have been answered, a tiny wolf pup with chocolate-brown fur and gigantic, begging, adorable, eyes bounds into my cave, sniffing the food, water, and weapons I either found on sand dunes or snagged from the cornucopia. I smile appreciatively, thanking whatever God/Goddess brought this pup to me, though it’s a wolf pup. But then again, I can’t be choosy when company is scarce. Deciding it’s a she, I name it Senna. While I stroke her, Alana pops in, and I shoot her with an arrow, unhesitant. Another cannon sounds. I flinch, from the noise and what I’ve done. I realize what this means. I’ve been given the chance to be a victor and have eternal happiness! Of course, I will win, no matter how many people it kills. . . right? I leave and go hunting for food alone. When I come back with one less arrow and a deer slung over my shoulder, my sweet puppy is gone. I see tracks, and I follow them. When I reach the end, I see my pup dead, looking crazy with Lana by her side, also infected with rabies. I mourn my pup, loving her to the very end.

Entry 3 : Later, I trace my memory back to a crazy rabbit that I caught just for Senna, who acted like she had a stomach ache. Obviously, the rabbit was rabid. I rest in a tree and am suddenly taken by surprise. I see Luran panting under the tree. With quivering hands, I withdraw my dagger, about to drop it. But, before I can drop the dagger, Olivia and Kylie pick up shabbily carved wooden rings, run to opposite sides of Luran, and pull ‘till she drops. Another cannon sounds for Luran, and they both hastily disappear, while I stay and raid the supplies from the body. As I toss a yearning glance at the splendid beach, I see Kylie on the beach, swimming with porpoises, until she realizes that they’re sharks, but then, the tides are stained red with blood and Kylie is no more. A look of shock flits past Olivia’s face, and she plunges off of the cliff she was watching from, and is impaled on the sharp rocks. Since all of the competitors are dead, I’m lifted out of the scene by the helicopter that I’ve only seen in my dreams.