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Michael Able districty 9 male tribute

Name: Michael Able

Nickname: Shadow wasp

Gender: M

Age: 18

District: 9

Skill: Archery and camoflouge

Weapon of choice: Bow and quiver

District token: A bracelet

Interview:

Dixiechicka: First question. Are you anxious about going into the ring?

Michael: I am confident, but terrified. Excited, but thoroughly (best way to say this) Self conscious. Full of pride, but shaking in my shoes. ALL AT THE SAME TIME!!

Dixiechicka: Are you in a relationship currently? If so, what's one thing you like about them?

Michael: No, but I wish I was

Dixiechicka: Last question. Do you have any pets that you're going to miss while in the ring?

Michael: No, I am allergic to pet hair.

Dixiechicka: Thank you for your time and may the odds be ever in your favor!

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Reaping:

My life has been thrown to the dogs. My mother died in childbirth, my birth. I have no brothers, no sisters. My dad left me later. I had a good life with him. He made up for not having a mom. But one day, he left. I woke up in the morning and he was nowhere to be found. It was my 7th birthday when he left.

I waited for him all day. When I woke up the next morning and he still wasn't there, I knew that he was gone. I now had to fend for myself. My dad left me two things. One, was his prized bow. The second was a note with only four words on it. Don't stop moving forward.

I learned to shoot a bow quickly. By the time I was 9, I was better than any of the teenage archers. By the time I was 11, I was the best shot in at least my neighborhood (I don't know about the district). I don't know how I have stayed out of the hunger games up till now.

I stood in line. Unlike everyone else, I was smiling while standing, listening to the mayor babel on and on. I was 18, all I had to do is make it through this reaping, and they could never touch me again. That freaky lady in the pink dress with WAY too much makeup on (I never really cared what her name was) came up.

"Welcome Everyone. Happy Hunger Games! Let's get started with the boys." She reached her hand in. Come on... She opened the slip. Anyone BUT me. "Michael Able!" My heart dropped. My blood burned. My lungs stopped. I couldn't breathe. I stepped out of line. My muscles froze. My bones ached. My Brain shut down. I still couldn't breathe. I tried to take a step forward. But I collapsed.

I was so close... so... close... to being... Free.