I rose into the arena and checked my surroundings. I saw the eye, and darted in the opposite direction. I would not be a victim of the bloodbath. Early on i found a friend and shared stories from my district around the campfire with Lewis but after i got hungry and went searching for food, we were separated. In my quest for food i found more players, who i avoided. Eventually i set up camp in the cornfield. There, i saw Matthew1213. He seemed to not want a fight, so we kept our distance from eachother. In the early morning i awoke hungry. I snacked on some corn from the field but was not sated. I ventured outside the field to find the scariest player in the game, Dream. In Dreams section, i found a small bag of food. I snatched it from right out under his nose and ran back into my cornfield. I would need to continue to be sneaky if i wanted a chance at surviving the killers in this arena with me. Eventually, danger began to loom in the cornfield and i decided not to stick around and find out what that meant. On my mad dash away from the safety i found in the field, i encountered Sinister. The name was enough to scare me away. A good thing too, as in the next location, the Oasis, i finally found privacy. Alone time. No one was here. Oh! A friend has joined me at the Oasis! Just minutes after eating a bagel and cream cheese, Bagel arrives at the oasis. Bagel tells me hes in danger. I told him to be calm. There is sanctuary at Sprites Oasis. Somewhat naively, i felt safe. Thats when the bombings started. Bombs painted in the flags of #Dream and ItsAModernLife. I fled. I was hit by shrapnel and injured. At the mineshaft i found shelter and Sweetheart who was kind enough to let me sit by the fire. I received word that #Bagel was being hunted. He was the target and I? Collateral damage. And then he appeared. Bagel. Bagel grabbed me. He shook me. He told me that WE were being hunted. That WE were targets of a conspiracy. That NaughtyNacho and #Dream were against the Sprite Agenda. But i told him to leave me. I would not let Bagel and his lunacy take me down with him. In fear, i sent him away. But that night, alone at the campfire, i learned the truth. I learned the truth when #NaughtyNacho and #Dream arrived, knives in hand. I said hello. Poor sweet, innocent Sprite. I had no idea what was coming. Knives. Arrows. Before i could even react, i was dead. Was I the target? It seemed so. A devastating end for an innocent girl and her oasis. I hope one of you win: Bagel LifeIsCool PGamer Justablip Medusaluh Graf CarltonRS DaleAriel Lewis

I rose into the arena and checked my surroundings. I saw the eye, and darted in the opposite direction. I would not be a victim of the bloodbath. Early on i found a friend and shared stories from my district around the campfire with Lewis but after i got hungry and went searching for food, we were separated. In my quest for food i found more players, who i avoided. Eventually i set up camp in the cornfield. There, i saw Matthew1213. He seemed to not want a fight, so we kept our distance from eachother. In the early morning i awoke hungry. I snacked on some corn from the field but was not sated. I ventured outside the field to find the scariest player in the game, Dream. In Dreams section, i found a small bag of food. I snatched it from right out under his nose and ran back into my cornfield. I would need to continue to be sneaky if i wanted a chance at surviving the killers in this arena with me. Eventually, danger began to loom in the cornfield and i decided not to stick around and find out what that meant. On my mad dash away from the safety i found in the field, i encountered Sinister. The name was enough to scare me away. A good thing too, as in the next location, the Oasis, i finally found privacy. Alone time. No one was here. Oh! A friend has joined me at the Oasis! Just minutes after eating a bagel and cream cheese, Bagel arrives at the oasis. Bagel tells me hes in danger. I told him to be calm. There is sanctuary at Sprites Oasis. Somewhat naively, i felt safe. Thats when the bombings started. Bombs painted in the flags of #Dream and ItsAModernLife. I fled. I was hit by shrapnel and injured. At the mineshaft i found shelter and Sweetheart who was kind enough to let me sit by the fire. I received word that #Bagel was being hunted. He was the target and I? Collateral damage. And then he appeared. Bagel. Bagel grabbed me. He shook me. He told me that WE were being hunted. That WE were targets of a conspiracy. That NaughtyNacho and #Dream were against the Sprite Agenda. But i told him to leave me. I would not let Bagel and his lunacy take me down with him. In fear, i sent him away. But that night, alone at the campfire, i learned the truth. I learned the truth when #NaughtyNacho and #Dream arrived, knives in hand. I said hello. Poor sweet, innocent Sprite. I had no idea what was coming. Knives. Arrows. Before i could even react, i was dead. Was I the target? It seemed so. A devastating end for an innocent girl and her oasis. I hope one of you win: Bagel LifeIsCool PGamer Justablip Medusaluh Graf CarltonRS DaleAriel Lewis