Literature
A Whole New Game- Chapter 8 -A Hunger Games Story
Chapter 8: Sick and Twisted
Eleanor
I awaken to the sound of my stomach growling. I find myself curled into Cato's arms, resting comfortably on the ground. I shift, snuggling closer to him, but my stomach snarls louder, threatening to waken Cato.
My pack only has weapons in it, maybe Cato has something in his. I squirm out of his grip, careful not to wake him. I shuffle sleepily over to the large green backpack, unzip it, and dig through its contents expectantly. I push away multiple knives and a set of matches, but nothing else. Good to know you came prepared, Cato.
I spy the small pond from yesterday, and decide to go fishing. Being