So this is a Hunger Games Story but different to other fan-fiction I have read.
Disclaimer-Characters and overall plot line is entirely all down to Suzanne Collins, I'm just using that to create my own story.
Warm sunlight shines down on my freckled face, as I sink my toes into the damp sand, by the beach. I wish I could stay here all day, and stare out the fishing boats bobbing up and down on the deep green sea. But I can't. Of course, it's reaping day.
I brush the sand off my legs and shove my feet into my woven sandals, running up the sand dune. I can't help but worry about today. I shouldn't worry. The reaping odds are entirely in my favour, but that's all it takes. Where there is a chance, no one can determine the outcome. As I stand on top of the mound of sand, the sea breeze whips my bronze coloured hair into my face. I sigh. This could be the last time I could ever see this place. My home. Where I have struggled and smiled. Where I have spent the past 12 years of my life. District Four.
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Fair Fight
FanfictionEmma Odair-73rd Hunger Games Emma Odair has it lucky, a life with her brother in the Victor's Village with a roof over her head and meals to eat, but it all changes when the day of her first Reaping comes around. Will she ever return home to Distri...
