User blog:Equestria Gurl/The 221st H.G.

                  "50, 49, 48, 47..." All of the tributes are prepared, with scores from 5 to 12. They step on the platform. "28, 27..." The platforms rise. The District 4 male almost falls off, killing him before the bloodbath. All of the tributes look at each other as an "I want to be friends with you" way. Everyone is either thinking of how they will win or how they will die. They just miss their family. "5,4" Everyone takes their positions. "3, 2, 1, BING!" Everyone runs for the supplies. I got to the Cornucopia, Anastasia thought. The District 1 female was scooping up three bags from the back of the cornucopia when she is attacked by the District 5 male. "AAH!" she screams. Glayshon, the male from District 2, stabs the assailant. "Wh-Why would you kill him?" Anastasia stuttered. "First off," the handsome 16 year old said, "We're Careers. We try to kill everyone else. Second," he hesitated. The boy's hand had moved. Glayshon stabbed him 5 times in the head. "This." Glayshon leaned in and kissed Anastasia. They had a crush on each other since training. She kissed back.

Rustle

Anastasia pulled back. "Did you hear that?" she asked.

(TO BE CONTINUED)