As I sit here in the justice building I wonder what to say, what my strategy would be.
The first person comes in. It is my mother. We were very close. My mom got pregnant before married and my dad left her with me. I was the only thing that was good out of that situation, my mom told me. Now we sit here together with nothing to say as I am sent to my death.
"Please, try to make it back home safe," she says as we hug for what seems like the last time.
"I will," I promise her as peacekeepers lead her out for the next person to see me.
The next one is Winnie Malot, my best friend. She comes in looking like she was crying.
"Here, wear this into the arena, Please," she says as she hands me an amethyst embedded necklace that glimmers and shines in the light.
"I promise I will."
The peacekeeper comes in and leads her away.
No more people to see me, I don't have much friends.
The peacekeepers lead us to our mentors Una Willis and Brendon Neutor.
How will I survive this?
Why me?
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Why Me? A Hunger Games fan story
FanfictionYou are a 12 year old, tiny, purple eyed, light skinned, ash brown haired girl from district 7 who was picked for the hunger games. May the odds be ever in your favour.
