A Real World Hunger Games

This is like a real world hunger games, but is a little different. There are no more continents except for North America. A meteorite has destroyed the other 6 continents. North America's people can not thrive or live without the help of food being imported from the other continents, so, North America is broken up into 12 districts. Each district must find a way to make a certain amount of food for the other districts, and each district is assigned their amount. When the people of the capital realize that each district can't support the rest of North America's people, they select 24 people from each district, and each district has it's own game each year. Only two people will survive from the group that has been drawn. This helps keep the population steady. Only 2,ooo people are allowed per district. The games help decrease the number of people. Oh Ya, there is also only a quarter of the world left, just enough land for North America to stay on. They call these games, the Hunger Games.


13. .

   She inches closer and closer. I flutter my eyes open to where I see her coming, spear in hand, ready to launch. I clasp my knife in my hand, ready to defend myself. She throws the spear at me. I duck instinctively and let it fly past, sticking to an old oak. She finally gets to where she is only within 3 yards away from me, 2 yards, one yard, we are almost face to face. My heart starts to pound, feeling like it is about to pop out of my chest, but to my relief, she runs past me. I am bewildered. I turn around to see her keep running, running, running, until she is a mere dot floating between the trees. I am astonished to see her just pass me up. I guess it was because after she threw the spear, she had nothing to defend herself with.

   Still confused, I save that thought for later and immediately turn to Garrett. His ankle is twisted around the vine very bad. I start to cut it with my knife.

    "Darian?" he asks

    "Yes?" I reply in a doctorate voice

    "It hurts."

    "I know."

    "But-" I chime in in a reassuring voice "It's going to be okay."

    "You really think so?"

    "I know so."

    I finally free his ankle from the vine and urge him to get up.

    "Come on, let's go find a safe spot for tonight."

   "Yah, can you believe we have almost made it through the second day of the hunger games?"

   "Yah." I sigh. I still cant believe we're even in the hunger games.

   Using my shoulder as an arm rail, he puts all of his weight onto me and hoists himself up.

   His arm slung over my shoulder, we continue to walk at a slow pace with him limping to the side of me.

   We keep on walking until we hear a thunder.

   "What is that?" he asks

   "Probably just rain forming. Hurry, lets find a shelter."

   Rain does form and it begins to sprinkle on top of us. I feel a drop on top of my head and it begins to sting.

   I stop in my tracks.

   "What the-."

   Rain pours heavier and sends a burning sensation through my body. Garrett cries out in pain. He must be experiencing the same feeling.

   I grab his arm and drag him to the thickest tree.

   "What is this stuff?!" he says choking back pain

   "I'm not sure, just stay under this shelter and we should be alright!" I cry back

    Only the tree didn't provide shelter. As I slowly looked up, I noticed the acid rain burning through the leaves.

   "Run to a cave!" I scream

   "I can't run!" he yells back

   "Then limp really fast!"

   We take off at the fastest pace we can go, which is not very fast, and head towards a near cave. The rain begins to pour even harder, almost like someone's just dumping a cup full of fire on you out of the sky.

   Garrett falls down on the ground and I struggle to pick him up.

   "Come on Garrett!"

   "I can't! Just go on with out me!" he yells while tears pour down his face.

   I look him dead in the eye and it seems as if the whole world stops spinning for just this moment.

   I grasp his arm firmly and shake it while tears keep rolling down like a river on both of our faces.

    "I will never, ever leave you!" I say to him

    And as if God gave me strength during that one moment, I sling him over my shoulders and manage to run the rest of the 20 yards to that cave. I always heard of people forming powerful strength during crises situations, but I never believed it to be true. Well that just flipped my mind.

   I lie him down in the cave and pull out the medicated lotion from my bag. Even though my skin is forming bubbles from the acid, I still manage to think of him first and apply the lotion.

    It is a little embarrassing to have to unzip his suit halfway and rub it down his back and chest, but he would've done the same for me.




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