The Giver ProjectBehind him, across vast distances of space and time, from the place he had left, he thought he heard music too. But perhaps it was only an echo.
'I did it. I really did it! I really escaped!' Jonas thought. He and Gabe had really escaped the community. There was no more fearing that they would be captured. No more fearing Gabriel's release. No more sameness. No more. But Jonas thought for a minute. He thought of all the things he had to leave behind. No more days receiving memories from the Giver. No more Giver. No more mom and dad. Or Lily. No more Fiona or Asher. No more Fiona. Jonas wished he could tell her how much he loved her. He wished he could tell everyone how much he loved them. But they wouldn't understand. Except the Giver.
But he did have one thing he didn't leave behind. Gabriel. He hugged little Gabe, who was enjoying the ride on the sled. Gabriel let out small cries of delight as the sled went farther and farther away from the community. 'Gabe is the onl
Hunger Games ProjectSparks fly as I try to light the second fire. Come on! Come on! Light already! The sparks finally catch the wood on fire. Yes! Okay, now for the last fire. I grab my bag, sling it over my shoulder, and run towards the third fire. Katniss said I would have to time when the last fire would be lit. So all I have to do is wait. The Careers probably know something's up by now. All I can do is hope that they don't split up. It would be easier to find me if they do. I hear a sudden crack of a stick. It sends shivers up my spine. I jolt my head to the side to see what it was. I see a small brown puffball. "Good, it's just a rabbit," I say, relieved. More sticks crack. I spoke too soon.
"There you are!" Cato yells. By the sound of his voice I can tell he's out for blood. He throws a spear at me. Luckily, I'm able to dodge it. I run to the nearest tree and do what I do best, climb. Clover throws two handfuls of knives at me. All getting stuck in the tree's bark. Thank god! One about got me in th