I watched in horror as my partner burned in the lava. '' Joelle help me !'' he yelled. I was a coward for just standing there helpless. Even if I did help him his legs would be badly burned and he couldn't walk. I turned my head and covered my ears from his pitiful yells. I stood there like the coward I am. I hate screams and cries, everything that has to do with pain. I am Joelle Green the Coward and the Shameful I raise my spear... I feel shame cover me as a spider covers her prey. My last words are weak, but I make them and clear so everyone can here me. ''I'm sorry, Royal for being a coward. I tried to make''... my last words never make it out. The pain consumes me. I feel my body being carried in the box. I feel my family's eyes on me. My mother weeping, father's stone glare. They bury me next to Royal. I can't be buried here. I am the coward. I brought myself shame. My family. My district. I brought the people I love to shame.