„Are you coming?", Brownie asked me. Yes, I called him still Brownie. What still meant? 8 years had past away.
Which means, we were old enough to get chosen for the hunger games. Well, if we were living in the districts. But we live in the capitol.
I talked long enough with Snow about it. Yes, I also just call him Snow nowadays. I just could'nt call him my grandpa anymore. He was too... too egoistic and arrogant for being called grandpa.
„You will not go into the hunger games!", he yelled at me.
„And when I would run away to the districts and volunteer?", I asked him with a calm voice.
„You wouldn't..." he said and went even more pale, than he was before.
„Oh, that's exactly what would do. Didn't you think it good enough through? I never called you grandpa again after... after I found it. You have no power over me. You are not my legal guardian. I can do what I want." I told him and put the paper before his nose.
„You found it, I assume?", Snow noticed.
„ Just because my last name is Snow, I will not live longer a lie anymore. I came from people out of District 4 and 12. When did you ever wanted to tell me? Possibly, never? Am I right? You wanted to make a doll out of me. Likely admirable and innocent like my „sister"." I explained his plan with a sweet sarcasm in my voice.
He nodded.
„Then go to the hunger games. Let your self get killed. Do what you wish to do. I just wanted to help a little child." he said to me. And first I was happy about it, being a part of the hunger games. Why? Cause it was a way to show the capitol people, that it's barbaric. But I didn't know, what it would mean for Brownie back the days...
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Flake Snow - The 75th Hunger Games
Fiksi PenggemarWho doesn't know the story of Katniss and Peeta winning both the 74th hunger games? But what if there was another pair, who tried it the hunger games before? What if there were from the Capitol? And what if one of them, was related to president Snow...
