The Hunger Games
By Suzanne Collins
It was the last page of the book, but I refused
to read the ending. I wanted the story to be continued. How was Katniss after winning the game? What
about Peeta? Deeply put myself in the story, I held my breath and turned to the
last page, as if I were Katniss, seizing every opportunity to survive.
I could
see the outline of the Capitol emerging in front of me. The crowd had their
hands high in the air, cheering for the Tributes they supported. However, it
was not a sport game. The twenty four Tributes from twelve different Regions
had the same fate in the end—being killed. The only person was allowed to go
home alive was the winner. In other words, the winner must kill all the other
twenty three Tributes to end the game. Sadly, there were no winner left occasionally,
for the challenges in the game was too tough.
It was
a strategy for Peeta to pretend that he love Katniss, and he was willing to
sacrifice for his love. The story did touch the crowd form the Capitol. People
wanted to see Peeta and Katniss fighting for the survival for each other. The
stories alike could be romantic in our lives, but it was nothing but a brutal
challenge in the game.
From
some imaginary screens, I saw Katniss fighting for her own survival. She had
her bow and arrows, running through the forest, trying to escape from the
enemies that intended to kill her. She hid herself in ponds, slept in trees,
and struggled to find Peeta. Peeta was badly injured, dying somewhere in the
furious forest. He failed to protect himself. Worst of all, he might get kill
by other Tributes in any moment.
When it came to the end of the game, there
were two Tributes left—Katniss and Peeta. Since the crowd of the Capitol was so
eager to see their romance, the designers changed the rule of the game. However,
the rule was revised again later. The government found that their power was
challenged by the young couples. They wanted only one winner instead of two. Katniss
and Peeta decided to eat a kind of poisonous berry, for they didn’t want to
kill each other. Meanwhile, the crowd from the Capitol would like to see both
of them stay alive. Influenced by the crowd, the designer of the game changed the rule again
in the end. The pretended lover survived and won the game, but the government
was not happy to see this.
What impressed me most was not the characters
or the plot, but the will power of survival. Living in the concrete jungle, it’s
pretty hard for me to imagine how difficult it could be to stay alive. Nevertheless,
Katniss showed me how impossible
it could be. A weird question came to me after reading the story. What if I
were one of the characters in the book? Even worse, I was selected to be one of
the Tributes. Although that was just an imaginary situation, I thought about it
seriously. What if, I could possibly die tomorrow?
I got
the answer after reading the book for two or three times later. If I had to die
young, I would like to share everything I own with others. Just as Katniss did
before she was selected to be the Tribute, I would like to be the candle in the
darkness. Providing the needed with hope and warm would be my core value of my
life. For I may die young, I shall leave no regret in my life. I should love
the ones that are worth loved. I should keep a positive attitude toward every
challenge and depression as well. There are no reason for me to look down on
anything or feel hopeless, since I must seize every opportunity to live as
brightly as possible.
Now, I
breathe the air of freedom and safety, cherishing every moment I live. Even if I
know I would not be selected as one of the Tributes, I try hard to share what I
have with others. Looking at the bright side of everything and never quit, I
refused to surrender to any challenge. Just as Katniss, I fight not only for
myself, but also for the ones I love.
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