The Boy from 8(Headcannon)

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I was the boy that never lived. Well I did live a life but not one I wanted. One nobody wanted. My mother and my father were both killed in World War 5. So I had to live with Sahira. She's my uncle's girlfriend and the worst parent ever. We had enough to eat but she made me put my name in for extra tesserae anyway. I don't think she liked me. And this was an easy way to get rid of me. At this years reaping, my name was put in 72 times. The odds weren't really in my favour were they? Jenny was picked for the girls. She was 15 which was one year older than me. On the train she told me her name was only in 20 times, which was low for our district. Normally the reaping bowl would be overflowing and name would fall out when the escort stuck her hand in it. Everybody hopes that was their names. I was good with a spear but I know that the District 1 Career, Marvel?,  was great with it and he would get it before me. I practised with knives instead even thought District 2 is good with them. I only got a 7 from the gamemakers which was pretty low. Jenny got an 8. That Katniss girl got an 11. I wonder how she did it? She was from District 12 and only one tribute ever got a 11 before and she was from District 4, a Career. So I had no chance with sponsers. Once we were waiting for the countdown to end, I was just gonna walk up to Marvel or Cato and he'l kill me fast. But before I could I heard Jenny screaming. I saw the District 6 boy choke Jenny with rocks and dirt. She didn't die slowly but I saw it must be painful. I picked up her head and kissed her forehead right before and knife was thrown into my back. Killing me instantly.

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I have more coming soon! And I got 2 Seneca Crane ones! Different huh?

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