I'm Ashley Febray a 13-year-old witch. Yes, you heard right, I'm a witch. Although nobody seems to care since I really never got my letter to Hogwarts when I turned 11, and I live in the streets homeless and without my parents. If you're wondering how I know I'm a witch and not a squib is because I've used my magic before. After my uncle died I stayed with my aunt (she didn't know anything about me being a wizard) and she sent me to a muggle school to study. But that was her worst mistake. That stupid school ruined my life. Nobody would be friends with me because around me weird stuff tended to happen, but I mean come on! I could not control it! The only person ever to be nice to me was a boy I'll never forget, his name was Harry. But his cousin Dudley was my worst nightmare, he made me who I am today, a freak who doesn't like talking, walking or even looking to another person, so.... I was alone all times except for Harry. The other reason was that I thought i would atleast go to Hogwarts... No such luck. So I had promised myself no more magic, and I kept that promise... Until Today.

Hello. I'm a Tribute in the Hunger Games. I'm going to tell you the story of the times I had to fight to keep alive, and how I lost the man I loved to a violent death at the hands of a beastly woman in the Arena. We only had a short amount of time together, but it was truly a god sent gift. I gained a beautiful child, born from the blood of fallen allies. I'm a Tribute in the 94th games, one of the most bizarre and longest games on record. Let me tell you how I survived these hellish games and returned to my mother, with my little child wrapped safely in my arms.

The Hunger Games are about to begin, and each district is apprehensively waiting for the next tributes in line to represent their own district. Serena Elodea, who is a Career from District 4, soon finds herself as the tribute for the fishing district. Her initial plan to come out formidable in the Games soon backfires on her, when unexpected events happen before even entering the arena. She will soon realize what self-destruction these Games bring, and what truly matters when death is in clear view.