I run as fast as I can to light the last fire in the trap. I'm starting to think I might have a chance at winning the Hunger Games. If this strategy works and kills all or most of the quarry tributes, then this game will be much easier to win. I'm so happy to have Katniss as an ally. I miss my family in District 11, even though it was difficult living there. I still had a lot of fun with my family. I know I'm safe when I'm with my family and Katniss really gave me that feeling; the feeling of being at home with my family. She makes me feel stronger and less alone. She helps me escape the thought of dying in this arena, but slowly the thought fades and I start to feel afraid again. I remember it's about the Hunger Games, not just some random TV show. There's only one winner and it's either I kill Katniss or she kills me, but I'd rather she kill me. She has a lot to take care of, like her family in District 12. If we had the choice, I would let her kill me. I said to myself: what if I get killed before I even reach the place where I started the fire? What if I got...and before I could even finish what I was thinking, my legs were caught in a knot, I believe, made of rope, and then a net came down and trapped me. I fall to the ground. I could feel my heart beating as fast as a hummingbird's wings flapping from flower to flower. I tried to call for help but no one answered; I felt so stupid knowing that we were all in a competition where we were killing each other to win and I asked for help. As the moon passes, I think of all the happy times I had with my family and the time I spent with Katniss. I laugh and cry thinking about everything. It seemed like yesterday when I was in the middle of harvest… middle of paper….” I hear him say. I was so happy after hearing this even though my expression wasn't the best because of the pain I was feeling and with my last breath I said "You must win". I couldn't hear what Katniss said after that because the pain was getting worse. In my mind right now, I just want to get carried away in one of those hovercrafts and go away forever. I never did it; never in my life felt pain like this. But my family in District 11 must cry and would rather choke than watch me die on their television screen. I want to cry so bad right now. I miss them; I will never have the opportunity to see them again. I wish I could have spent more time with them and I will definitely miss Katniss. I would like to know her better. This is definitely not how I wanted to die. A loud BANG was the last thing I heard and it was gone forever.