As the vihical stoped at our destionation, I had this strange urge tugging at my gut, telling me i shouldnt be here, telling me that this was a trap. Sadly im too stubborn to listen to anyone, even my own instinct, the only thought on my mind was how im going to win.

You see the training camp is sopost to be a place where we are judged by our tallents. I have many smarts, i wanted everyone to know that aswell, to know im not a complete disappointment.

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