User blog comment:BubblestheLlama/Five tasks, Six Users/@comment-173.180.201.244-20120129083925

Fourth task:

Warning: I literally bawled my eyes out writting this... D=

I am on the ground, bloody, dirty, and full of pain. I fight the tears back and try to regain some strength to get back up, but they kick me back down to the ground again.

This time I let out a cry: “Please! Just do it already! Just kill me now! Stop torturing me! Please!”

“Not so fast, we need to see if he is worthy of joining our pack.” The boy from 1 calls over his shoulder: “Hey get over here!"

Soon after, I hear footsteps crunch crunch crunch the gravel that I am laying on, the rocks digging into my skin.

I wonder who it is...

“Okay! John! This is what you gotta do, kill her, and we’ll let you in our pack.”

John?!

I think back to when we were 7, in the fields of grain of District 9…

(looking in to the past) I was sitting alone, hidden by the high grain stocks, playing with my shoes when I heared someone. “Hey =) I’m John. What are you doing here alone by yourself?” “Oh, hey =) my name’s Claire, I don’t know, I just like it here.” I reply back with a shy smile. “Well hi Claire =) that’s a really pretty name.”

I giggle.

“Thank you! … John, your name’s not that bad too!”

We chase each other in the fields of grain, roll down the hills, and play hide and seek. We became great friends.

One day, in the summer, when we were 15, we met up at the field as we did everyday for 8 years. It was sunset, and I was wearing a pretty blue dress, my dark brown hair flowed in the light breeze along with the grain stalks.

When I arrived, I saw him, his hazel eyes stared in to mine. We walked towards each other, and when we got close enough, he put his hands in my hair and gave me a passionate kiss that made my stomach fill with butterflies.

The birds fell silent, I could feel the warmth of the sun on my whole body, or maybe it was just his heart, beating so close to mine. It was so hard to break away, but when we did, we just gazed into each others eyes and lived in that moment forever.

Well that was until now.

(back to the present) “Oh yeah, and if you don’t kill her, I will kill you, better yet, I will torture her in front of you.”

“John, its ok, I-“

“Shut up princess.”

Tears are streaming down my face now. I try to look into John eyes for comfort, but instead they avoid me. “John!”

“What?! I don’t even know why you guys think I give a damn about her. She’s just a spoiled little girl! This will be easy.” Yells John.

WHAT?!

He comes towards me now with a knife, ready to slit my throat.

Now instead of sadness, I feel extreme anger…

“NOOOOO!!!”

I grab his knife and plunge it into his heart.

“Claire… I… was faking it so we could escape… I would never do that to you… I love you…”

What?!... OMG! What did I do!? “I HATE YOU CAPITOL!!! I hate you! … I hate you…”

I give one last kiss to my sweet, sweet John. Then I take the knife from his chest, plunging it in to my own.

I lie dead… My blue eyes, wide open, starring into his.

~ Everdeen