I am currently trying to fall asleep in this cold and very uncomfortable tree. I can hear the pack of careers beneath me searching for a new prey. I 'm not worrying because I have my bow and they are too unskilled to climb this tree. I 'm glad I have the experience from hunting with you and my dad. I don 't know what I would have done without the skills you taught me. This has been hard but I promised Prim that I will try my hardest. I’m not going to give up, I can’t. I need to win for Prim, my mom, and for you. I think about what would have happened if we would have run away together, sometimes I wish I would have. I wonder if we would have gotten away with it and been able to survive, but then I think about our families. I know …show more content…
They have the most unique and terrifying ideas to get us to do what they want. I hate not having control of my life and deciding where I want to go and do. I miss the woods at home with you. I miss being able to do whatever we wanted and not always being paranoid that someone is following me. I want to be home with you and Prim and my mom. I hate always being alone. I met a girl named Rue from District 11. She reminded me so much of Prim. We even teamed up to take down the career tributes. While on the mission to destroy their supplies, she was lighting the fires that were used to distract the tributes. During that time I was making my way down to where the tributes stayed and stored their supplies. I shot an arrow at the pile and hit a bag of apples, which caused the bag to break and spill. One of the apples hit a landmine and exploded the whole pile. Once that was done I went to look for her at the spot we talked about. On my way there I heard her and went to her she was tied up in a net and then she was killed. Once that happened I knew that I really had to win, if not for myself or prim but for Rue too. She inspired me to fight more, and taught me different ways to go about doing things. She was so bright and brilliant I will never forget
She was never heard from ever since then they had so many people trying to find her body but they never could so they gave up a declared her dead in
It was a taciturn gloomy morning, the year of 1862. The 12th of September. At the end of it, I might be with my family again or buried someplace underground. It was my time to go into battle as soon as I finish saying goodbye to my loved ones. The tears slid down my wife’s face and my daughters lingered into their mother’s arms to cover their dripping faces.
The night before my first hunt was sleepless, we were going to be bow hunting out of a tree stand my dad had set up for us. The times we had before a hunt only further added to the growing passion I had developed for hunting. I awoke early the next morning so excited I was practically shaking. We put on our thick hunting clothes and made our way to the stand we would be hunting from. Me and my father quickly ascended the twelve-foot ladder stand and began our wait.
I along with my family moved to Canada in 2004, this was the biggest and happiest day of my life. I had great expectations for my future; since living in Pakistan, I understood that Canada was a land of opportunity. Unfortunately, due to the earthquake in Pakistan on October 8th , 2005, we had to move back to Pakistan since we had lost members of our family as well. The move back to Pakistan at that devastating time was very hard for myself and my family. My father enrolled me to a school in Pakistan since we were going to live there now.
"Sometimes we need someone to simply be there. Not to fix anything, or to do anything in particular, but just to let us feel that we are cared for and supported." I wish that I had that "someone." I'm always that person for someone else, but when it comes to me, where are those people that I need to show me that I am cared for and supported?
“Well, you know me well enough to know that I would never refuse a free drink. To the forest.”, he toasted. “To you and your long life of lumberjacking!”, I celebrated. “The tree is just over that hill”, I pointed.
Alright, I have made it to the woods and it is cold, mysterious, and dense with fog. The sight distance is only about ten feet. Hearing the creaking of the trees as the wind blows against them is very scary, i repetitively tell myself it is the trees and nothing else. It’s just the trees, just trees.
About half way there I started walking. I snuck up on her, but she ran again. She trotted into the barn. I wasn’t ever going to catch her I thought. At that moment I wished I could lock her up and never ever let her out.
Then I left for Florida and I will never be able to explain how hard it was on me leaving you Kelly because you were the reason I smiled everyday the reason I laughed and Kelly I never smiled as much or laughed as much over the summer because you were the reason I laughed but being able to text you made things so much easier because I didn't have friends there and I could pretend you were there and you helped me during those first broken weeks those nights I couldn't sleep after what happened with Jacob I think without your support Kelly I would have actually broken down and cried cause it hurt because I trusted him so fully and trust is so important but you made things better cause I had someone to talk to someone who wouldn't judge my decision someone who supported me no matter what Kelly you don't understand how grateful I am for that Kelly you are the reason I stayed
Chapter Sixteen The Search for Everlasting An hour later we were following Sawdust Brains back down the hall, up the elevator, and into the colorful room. I sat down in a chair to the right of Ping-Pong. He looked at me with bloodshot eyes and heaved a heavy sigh.
One luminous morning, I woke up thinking it would be a lifeless day, and then I remembered it was the first day of deer season! Then I was boiling over with excitement for the day! I scurried out of bed, threw on some clothes, and smelled the crisp smell of bacon and eggs in the skillet. When I finished eating, I went outside and asked my old man when we were going to leave. He said “ We will depart in a hour and head to our hunting stands.”
It was the darkest time of the night, right before dawn, when Nick quietly opened his front door and crept out into the street. He held a small lunchbox of personal items, such as pictures and small toys; and this lunchbox he vowed never to let out of his sight. He prepared for his two mile walk to the crossroad at the heart of his town. Playing the hopeful scenario of what could come from this fateful night, Nick became more and more anxious. After what seemed like an eternity, he arrived at the crossroad of Gleason and 57th.
“This isn't happening today, this doesn't happen. The chances are to thin for it to ever happen.” Words sank and echoed off the cliffs. The camera still stood there, hooked onto the tripod motionless. No one to pan over to the sunset between the hills, no one to strike the compound and start driving home.
After a long and stressful day of school I’m finally rewarded with a bus ride. A long one in fact. One hour of napping is the reward I had been waiting for. But even though it’s a good time for a nap, people are unfortunately loud. However, that doesn't stop me from having a good hour rest, it’s been a long day anyway.