Yes, frosting. The final defense of the dying.
Yes, frosting. The final defense of the dying.
The audience must be sick to death of the star-crossed lovers from District 12. I know I am.
For a second, I'm afraid he's dying. I have to remind myself that I don't care.
Underground. Which I hate. Like mines and tunnels and 13. Underground, where I dread dying, which is stupid because even if I die aboveground, the next thing they'll do is bury me underground anyway.
Embrace the probability of your imminent death....and know there is nothing i can do to save you.
The rules of the Hunger Games are simple. In punishment for the uprising, each of the twelve districts must provide one girl and one boy, called tributes, to participate. The twenty-four tributes will be imprisoned in a vast outdoor arena that could hold anything from a burning desert to a frozen wasteland. Over a period of several weeks, the competitors must fight to the death. The last tribute standing wins.
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