Prologue

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Our entire house is silent and there is only one explanation to it. Reaping day. I am too old for the Hunger Games now, I am 18. One of my sisters won the Hunger Games once, she is the pride of our family. Dreaming Annie. Sometimes I don't understand whats going on in her mind. One day she came up to me and said "Loon, we have to fight to see who wins and win to see who fought"

Do you get it? I don't... My name is Lonea Cresta...no this sounds wrong....My name is Lonea Mellark and I am left out of my real family. My "real" father came to visit me once from District 12, he told me that I have 5 lovely siblings and that I will never be alone. Actually that what my name mean "ALONE"

LONEA- ALONE or just Lonely

I can just wish to meet them...my siblings. Father said that Mom married a cole-miner that died a few years ago and now his family can't take care fo themselves. I felt sorry, but glad. 

"That what happens mommy, when you don't marry the guy you had a child from and live the child behind" I think that all the time.

"Morning Loon" the only person that called me Loon has Annie. I pulled my blanket of and walked over to her to give a hug.

"Mornign Anne" I said. Loon and Anne were the nicknames that we gave each other. We never went anywhere withought me an' her

"Ready?"

"For what? I am not in it!" I said like a little kid

"No, Ready to see who are the 12 tributes"

"Umm..Why would I care? They are not picked yet anyways" I said like I really didn't care

"No, Loon you miss slept the Reaping, and the tributes are...your half brother and sister" I gaze dropped down and my eyes fell out.

"Peeta Mellark and Katniss Everdeen" 

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