第32部分(第1/7 页)

Iˇve　been　featured　on　screens　most　than　I　care。

Eventually；　I　wrap　up　my　food　and　go　back　to　the　stream　to　replenish　my　water　and　gather　some。　But　the　heaviness　from　the　morning　drapes　back　over　me　and　even　though　itˇs　only　early　evening；　I　climb　a　tree　and　settle　in　for　the　night。　My　brain　begins　to　replay　the　events　from　yesterday。　I　keep　seeing　Rue　speared；　my　arrow　piercing　the　boyˇs　neck。　I　donˇt　know　why　I　should　even　care　about　the　boy。

Then　I　realize　。　。　。　he　was　my　first　kill。

Along　with　other　statistics　they　report　to　help　people　place　their　bets；　every　tribute　has　a　list　of　kills。　I　guess　technically　Iˇd　get　credited　for　Glimmer　and　the　girl　from　District　4；　too；　for　dumping　that　nest　on　them。　But　the　boy　from　District　1　was　the　first　person　I　knew　would　die　because　of　my　actions。　Numerous　animals　have　lost　their　lives　at　my　hands；　but　only　one　human。　I　hear　Gale　saying；　¨How　different　can　it　be；　really？〃

Amazingly　similar　in　the　execution。　A　bow　pulled；　an　arrow　shot。　Entirely　different　in　the　aftermath。　I　killed　a　boy　whose　name　I　donˇt　even　know。　Somewhere　his　family　is　weeping　for　him。　His　friends　call　for　my　blood。　Maybe　he　had　a　girlfriend　who　really　believed　he　would　e　back　。　。　。

But　then　I　think　of　Rueˇs　still　body　and　Iˇm　able　to　banish　the　boy　from　my　mind。　At　least；　for　now。

Itˇs　been　an　uneventful　day　according　to　the　sky。　No　deaths。　I　wonder　how　long　weˇll　get　until　the　next　catastrophe　drives　us　back　together。　If　itˇs　going　to　be　tonight；　I　want　to　get　some　sleep　first。　I　cover　my　good　ear　to　block　out　the　strains　of　the　anthem；　but　then　I　hear　the　trumpets　and　sit　straight　up　in　anticipation。

For　the　most　part；　the　only　munication　the　tributes　get　from　outside　the　arena　is　the　nightly　death　t