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    1. 5/12/12 The Elemental Hunger Games

      by , 05-12-2012 at 11:42 AM (Sydney's Nightly Adventures)
      The Art of Rocketing
      I remember being at school. I was the only one in the hallway except for a girl. She walked up to a table near to me. I looked at the table. On it were books that had a lime green color on them. The girl noticed my interest and said, "You should check out this book. It's really great." Then she walked away.

      I walked up to the table and eyed the books. They were all the same. I read the cover. "The Art of Rocketing." it said. I flipped through the pages and decided that I wanted to try it out. So I started to read it.

      The dream turned into the scenario of the book. Two friends were out in the woods with their rockets. They placed the rockets under them and strapped on. One guy flew backwards; the rocket facing the other way than his body was. He shot through the trees. I could see the fire coming out of his rocket blazing throughout the air.
      They flew their rockets over to a creepy house that was for sale. A map was shown in front of me of the whole house. Apparently there were ghosts in some rooms, as it showed on the diagram.

      The Elemental Hunger Games
      I was sitting there with some people I knew and some I didn't know. We were sitting on a bench in a waiting room. In front of us was a wide mural of what looked like a map.

      I think I knew where I was. It was just like the Hunger Games; only you were on teams. You had to kill each person in each team to win. I think there were 4 teams with 5 or 6 people on each.

      My friend sat beside me. She looked over to me. "Hey," she said. "I hope we're on the same team."
      I nodded. "What elements do you know?" I asked her.
      She held up her hand and produced water in it, making it float. "Only water."
      I held up my hands and showed her mine. First I created a fiery ember in my hands, moving my hand all around it. Then I summoned a piece of earth in my hands. Next I created water the same way my friend did. Then I felt a gust of wind in my hands. I felt it circling around me.

      "So you know all of them, huh," she said. "I guess you're the avatar then."
      I didn't think that this was strange at all.

      Soon we had to go disperse into teams. Before I knew it, we were all on the battlefield sitting in our underground base. Everyone took turns going outside and guarding. It was a matter of life and death; we waited for the other teams to get beaten while we hid. It may have been cowardly, but I guess it was smart. It was my turn to go guard. I emerged out into some kind of junkyard. And to my luck, a large boy with what looked like a spear in his hands (this may have been Cato) came charging at me.



      I ducked as he tried to hit me with it, and threw an uppercut into his stomach. Staggering, he threw his spear straight at me. I dodged it; hearing it whistle by my right ear. Somehow I killed him, I don't remember how I did.