Writing Prompt
STORY STARTER
Your protagonist is selected to enter the Hunger Games, and is allowed to take one non-lethal item in with them. They choose something very unusual...
Write about how this item helps them survive.
Writings
Ten Swords A Reaping
“…and may the odds be ever in your favor.” I heard Effie Trinket announce before diving her hand into the giant bowl of names in the bowl of boys names for district ten. “Fitzroy Vacker” she called out. I watched as a young, handsome boy, probably around sixteen years old with dark brown hair and teal eyes triumphantly walk up to the stage, and stand behind Effie. “And for the girls… Scarlett Drag...
Sleekpelt The Greyhound
It’s here. It feels like I’ve been waiting for an eternity. I don’t know if I’ll ever see my family again, ever. In the Hunger Games, there can only be one winner. I was dreading it since first grade. We learned that twenty-four of us would be selected to compete, and die in the most gruesome ways imaginable. But this year, they are allowing you take one item with you-and it’s not allowed to be l...
The Boy Who Crossed The World
There’s not one single person in the world who does not know of the Hunger Games. The first lesson every child is taught is to keep your head down and pray you don’t get picked.
But no matter how low you duck your head or how much of a good citizen you are, your chances are still 50/50.
Well, I just so happen to be that one lucky girl who gets picked to be shipped away to be slaughtered. Surpris...
Oreo
Hunger Games is finally here. It's something that I've been dreading since I was in first grade when I finally understood that it wasn't actually a game. At least not a game to those that are participating. It's only a game for those observing as they have nothing better to do with their lives or with their time but to find enjoyment in the pain and suffering of others.
This year, however, t...
The Ruby Ring
To all the Hunger Games lovers out there :)
Brilliant. It’s all brilliant. I dont care much about what other people say, the Hunger Games is a masterful idea. What better way to punish the districts for their deceitfulness and incompetence during this war? Today is a very special day. You see, today we will finally get to meet the mastermind behind this whole project, Casca Highbottom.
I rush d...
Greg
This man, 5’9, brown hair, brown eyes, wearing a sweatshirt and some jogging sweats, is your protagonist. His name is Greg. Do try to behave and be nice to him. Greg, you may imagine by his name, is some regular dude with a regular life. That was true until today: today he is now a contestant of the Hunger Games.
Greg has been given a set of steps to follow as he embarks on his journey into this...
Vianna
Today was the day the 12 districts would pick one boy and one girl.
My name is Vianna Dontae. I am 16 years old, and I'm in District 3, where technology thrives. I surrounded myself with machines, always inhaling the faint scent of metal.
Every year, the reaping took its toll, but this time I was old enough to get chosen. The square was filled with the somber faces of the district members. I sto...
They Call Me Odie
I think I would like to tell a story about a girl named Odessa. Odessa loves to read. Odessa loves her movies. Odessa loves her voluptuous self. Odessa can’t shut the fuck up .
On a Thursday she is 3 minutes from her ride to Louie’s house. But It really doesn’t matter, the horn has been blowing for at least 7 minutes. Louie is livid
Odie what the hell is going on ? I am waiting here and no...
Burn
My mom had shoved the item into my hands before I’d left.
A pocket-bello. My mother hadn’t told me how to use it. She just said “to blaze a trail to victory”. I had thanked her before the peacekeepers dragged me onto the train where i locked myself in my room and cried.
And now I stood on the podium as they counted down.
20.
Should I run to the cornucopia?
15.
No, to the forest.
10.
If ...
The Best Survival Tool
When I was chosen, everything went gray for a moment. I was only submitted for the first time this year. What were the odds? I think I should cry, or scream, or throw up. But I don’t. I’m just shuffle, aimlessly back home to pack. Aside from the necessities, we are told we can bring one item. Non-lethal of course, we won’t get the opportunity for those until we are well and truly in the games. As ...