Cordelia Benham a 16 year old girl gets reaped into the Hunger Games. Cordelia was left to fend for herself and her little siblings when both her parents died.
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"That's Cordelia Benham and Finnick Odair right?" ┊"Yes, She won he games at 16 in...
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𝙷𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚖𝚢 𝚋𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚏𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚍
𝙰𝚗𝚍𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝𝚠𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚜𝚝𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚝
𝙸 𝚏𝚎𝚕𝚝 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚠𝚎 𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚢𝚎𝚍 𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚍
𝚃𝚑𝚊𝚗 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝙺𝚎𝚗𝚜
𝙲𝚊𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚘𝚘𝚔 𝚖𝚎 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚖𝚢 𝚋𝚘𝚡
𝚂𝚝𝚘𝚕𝚎 𝚖𝚢 𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚝
𝙻𝚎𝚏𝚝 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚜𝚎 𝚋𝚛𝚘𝚔𝚎𝚗 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚜
-𝚃𝚊𝚢𝚕𝚘𝚛 𝚂𝚠𝚒𝚏𝚝
(𝙼𝙱𝙾𝙱𝙷𝙵𝚃 (𝙿𝚑𝚘𝚗𝚎𝙼𝚎𝚖𝚘))
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Yesterday when I got back into the cell I didn't see Peeta. When he got back though, he looked scared. I still don't understand what Snow was talking about. From what Peeta has told me about what they did to him, I think we are getting the same things done to us.
They have given us small portions of food, but I don't trust Snow. I have eaten the bread they gave us, but anything else I have steered clear of. The bread subsides my hunger a little until dinner comes.
There are heavy footsteps outside my door and I take a deep breath knowing that I'm about to be taken to wherever I was yesterday. Peeta must hear it too because he is over by the small window in a matter of seconds. The door slams open and a Peacekeeper walks through the door with his gun in hand.
"You can't take her!" Peeta yells as the Peacekeeper grabs my arm and pulls me up. "Let her go!" He is yelling, but I'm not struggling to get out of his grasp. I've already accepted my fate in this prison cell. Until the rebels come and get us, there is no way out. If the rebels try to get us.
I'm silently being led to my inevitable fate as the Peacekeeper keeps a tight grip on my arm. I'm surprised that there aren't more Peacekeepers around me. Snow knows that I'm the only person here that knows my way around the presidential palace. I wouldn't put it past him to put Peacekeepers at every exit and hallway when I'm out and about though.
Soon enough the Peacekeeper throws me into a room by myself and I'm lying on the cold floor. The door slams shut and I move slowly into the corner of the room. This time is exactly like the last. A woman walks into the room with a glowing yellow syringe. "Please, no." I say, trying to get away.
