I know he was desperate. That makes people do all kinds of crazy things.
I know he was desperate. That makes people do all kinds of crazy things.
Maybe everyone is just trying to protect me by lying to me. I don't care. I'm sick of people lying to me for my own good.
She genuinely likes people. All people, not just a select few she's spent years making up her mind about.
Glimmer, I hear someone call her - ugh, the names the people in District 1 give their children are so ridiculous ...
People deal with me, but they are genuinely fond of Prim. Maybe there will be enough fondness to keep her alive.
The walls of this elevator are made of crystal so that you can watch the people on the ground floor shrink to ants as you shoot up into the air. It's exhilarating and I'm tempted to ask Effie Trinket if we can ride it again, but somehow that seems childish.
Tonight. After the reaping, everyone is supposed to celebrate. And a a lot of people do, out of relief that their children have been spared for another year. But at least two families will pull their shutters, lock their doors, and try to figure out how they will survive the painful weeks to come.
You can tell by the way the girls whisper about him when he walks by in school that they want him. It makes me jealous but not for the reason people would think. Good hunting partners are hard to find.
Frankly, our ancestors don't seem much to brag about. I mean, look at the state they left us in, with the wars, the broken planet. Clearly, they didn't care about what would happen to the people who came after them.
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