On the train back to his home he thought if he would be welcomed back. He had just murdered so many innocent children. Would they even recognize him? Would they want to talk to him? Would they avoid him? Question after question floated through his mind. The train stopped and he now had to address these questions. He exited the train station and was escorted to the town hall once in the large building he was told to wait. After about 15 minutes of sitting in a room inside town hall alone the door opened. Julia rushed in and Jordan collapsed as she collided with him.
"My god Jules I just made it back don't try to kill me now." Jordan laughed.
"Thank god your alive." Julia said back as they hugged.
All his brothers and sisters hugged him individually. When he got to Linden he hugged her tightly, she was like his mother figure and always looked out for him.
"I'm sorry." He whispered in her ear.
"There's nothing to apologize for." She whispered back, "we all would have done the same in your situation." It was off being back and odd seeing this place again. He thought he said his goodbyes for the last time when he left. It was a miracle he survived the games but could he survive the damage they left. Could he be strong enough to not go off the deep-end. At this point he was gonna take it day by day.
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The 68th Hunger Games
FanfictionJordan Curse was a 15 year old in district 7 when a reaping caught him by surprise.
