Chapter 17

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I wake to a knock at the door. I open it. It's Cinna. I look at the clock. 4:02. What the hell. I want to sleep.

"Today's the day. You're shipping out at 4:30." Says Cinna.

"Crap I forgot," I mutter.

Cinna hands me my uniform and combat boots. I dress taking my time and then braid my hair. Then Cinna leads me to the elevators. I'm not sure which button to press so I just stand and wait. Soon I'm on the roof top. The roof top? Why I am I up here?

As if he can read my mind, Cinna answers my questions. "We are to wait up here for the jet plane. You will get on and from there you will travel to the battle field. As you know you won't be right in action. I actually over herd some things. Our unit might be one of the ones that patrol the Capitol. If you are though it won't happen for a couple weeks."

Oh god! I'm scared!

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AHHHH short I know. Feel free to kill me (but please don't.) Writers block has over come me. I'm like 1-2 chapters away from... I can't tell you but is big. I know exactly how I want to write it, but I don't feel motivated. you guys need to motivate me. Comment if you are reading this story. Tell me what you think, ask questions, Ill most likely answer. You can even give me ideas. Anything! I just like hearing from you. And I mean meaningful comments, not just saying "update, your writings awesome" I want opinions and questions or ideas. Motivate me!!!

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