Personal Narrative: The Hunger Games

The cheer of the crowd and the laughter of the kids in the air were the only things reminding me that it was just a game. Eight and a half innings, seven pitching changes by both teams, twenty-seven runs scored in all, and we were still losing. The sweat came dripping off my nose and forehead like melting ice. My eyes stung, and I could barely keep them open due to the bright rays of the sun beating down on the dirt and grass, the baseball diamond seemingly larger than it had been eight and a half innings ago. My coach’s whisper rang through my ears. “Only if you think you can,” he said so softly that I had to almost lean in to hear what he said. I was on third base, with the winner of the game was being decided by one out. We had made

Secondly, all contestants in the Hunger Games and reality shows are forced to play a part in order to come out the victor. The most prominent example of this is when she pretends to love Peeta to win favour with the audience and get sponsors – and worked spectacularly. It ultimately saved her life in the Games. This is similar to when a person on reality television is nice to someone so the latter will vouch for or protect the former. Another way to play the cameras, found both in the Hunger Games and reality shows, is to pretend you are weak, so people think you are no threat at all. Katniss recounts a Hunger Games in which the victor did just that: “This worked very well for a girl, Johanna Mason, from District 7 a few years back. She seemed like such a sniveling coward that no one bothered about her until there were only a handful of competitors left. It turned out that she could kill viciously. Pretty clever, the way she played it.” People on reality TV do that all the time. A player on Survivor

I didn’t learn how to read until 2ed grade.Beacuse parents divorced my dad would take me to school some days and my mom would take me others. Little did I know my mom would drink and get high after I went to bed at night. In the morning she would sleep in with a hangover so I got dressed and ready on my own. She would not wake till 11:00 so I would play dolls and watch cartoons all morning. Because of this, I missed about 30% of grades K-3. In 3ed grade me and my dad and stepmom learned of my moms addiction. I stopped seeing my mom for a long time. During that time I discovered the joy of reading. I started later than the others so I ended up at a low reading level but once I learned to read, well, I never stopped.Stories are

I was born in Chihuahua, Chihuahua, Mexico. Although you may assume that I possess a lot of traits of a stereotypical “Latina” I do not. I wasn't raised in a big family. It was just my parents, my younger brother, and me. I was raised by an engineer and an economist both of whom have always encouraged the idea of creativity, curiosity, and innovation. Traveling is big part of my life, and helped shape me at a very early age. Along with traveling came moving to the United States, which made it hard not to reflect on identity and heritage.

Also the winner of the past games has always been the strong one. I am very strong and can take a hit. In the past I have carried two kids on my back for 2 miles. This will ade me with gear I must carry and so I can build a basic sleeping area with logs. Another reason Last year I cut my thumb in half and didn’t feel that I cut it and didn’t notice the blood gushing out of my somewhat thumb. That is why you should sponsor me in this years games.

I was just going to work like every day. I was listening to the radio and they were having a thing were you call in and whoever was the fifth caller won two tickets to a NFL football game. So I call knowing I probably won't win but then I WON. I was so excited i called off work for friday saturday and sunday for it and i am bringing my cousin jaden and he said yes he would come and he can't wait to come with me. So we're both getting ready for tomorrow morning when were getting on the plane to go to california to see the panthers vs the lions i'm cheering for the panthers and cousin is cheering for the lions and we are betting 100$ on the team we want to win

My stomach churned like a whirlpool as I stepped onto the field. Today we were going to play our first game in the flag football tournament that Mr. Bentley, the elementary school PE teacher organized. LSU, our team, versus UCLA, our opponents. Mr. Bentley even had us choose college football team names to make it more fun. I quickly strapped the flags along my waist, following my teammates example.

When In my Mind’s eye his face has been etched since the day I first saw her.

The trailer door fell in front of me and made a thud as it hit the grass, suddenly the dark trailer was lit and my horse was illuminated, as he began calling out. I undid the “butt bar” and walked into the trailer. When I got to my horse, I took the coarse leadrope into my hands and untied it from the old rusted eyehook wedged into the board in the corner. Each step backwards off the trailer brought us one step closer, quit possibly into the beginning of the rest of our show lives together. I looked at Bailey, he threw his head up like a sports team throws up their fists at victory, and I gave him a solid nod.

If you don’t sponsor me you are going to waste your money because I have the best chance of winning the hunger games. That means if you don’t vote for me it will be the most boring hunger games you have ever watched and I will win. Some people might say don’t sponsor me because i’m tall, but i am good at Boxing, Throwing knives, and Camouflaging myself so sponsor me I am a definite win.

The fights. The words. The looks. I can't handle it. I just want to hide from the all of the people who seem to just want to fight with me. I lay in bed and read blocking out everything going on. My mom will yell at me to get out of my room. She doesn't listen when I try and tell her why I hide in my room. I do not want it to get worse. I am told to smile and act happy and sometimes I will just do it because I don't want to fight, but other times I will put up a fight. I know that I will never be like other people my age. Adults talk to me once and say I am the most mature person my age that they have ever met.

It was a sunday morning. My dad came into my room to wake me up. So i got up and got dressed. My mom said to me, “there is a horse show today.” I replied back, “ok are we going to pick up Stu on the way there”. My mom said yes. So i went outside and helped my dad hook up the trailer.

23 tributes slaughtered to death and only 1 tribute alive. Blood covered in the grass and the voices of screams repealed by the jabberjays. Hovercrafts adjacent to the dead bodies that are covered in their own blood or maybe even others that were killed next to them. The winner standing in the middle of all the dead bodies with a sword covered in blood in the winners hand. That winner will downright be me without no doubt. Although, I may be shorter than most people. You should sponsor me because I am very well skilled in combat, I am a rapid runner, and I am really athletic.

You could hear the crowd cheering, the coach screaming for a play to be made. Each player on the court running low on breath as the games clock was coming to an end. The score was 37 to 35 the home team was going to lose but they had the ball in their hands with only one shot left. The ball went hard into Sean’s hand as he realised that he was open on the 3 point line, this was his chance to win his team the game, to bring home the win. Sean took the shot and as the shot went up the horn blew as the timer finished. It was over, the home team had lost and with it Sean’s dream of basketball.

My primal interests are about humans’ cognition, and its uniqueness. In the other words, I am interested in cognitions of both similarities and differences between human and other animals, especially social animals. Compared with animal brains, humans have larger neocortex than animals, and this allows human to have more complex cognitive ability than other animals. However, there are many similarities between human and animal brains, and this allows animals to be more sensitive with certain sensory such as smell and sounds. In addition, some animal species have their own community, but they do not have the language like humans do, and so I am interested in how their communications proceed.