Everywhere
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Ongoing19m
Last published Sat, Apr 11, 2015
I go in the Hunger Games like any other tribute. The thing about me is that I have a backstory like no other. Ms. Cate is my nanny, she has been taking care of me for all of my life. Or at least since I was 2. My mother got pregnant with me young and it was the day before her 19th birthday and her name was called at the reaping. She gave me to Ms.Cate who was a family friend. And my father volunteered so he could be with my mother. I was an infant when I was taken to the farm that Ms. Cate owns and now I am the only Escot (my last name) and the most recognizable. I don't know if I can get out of here alive so now this is what's going to happen. Whether I get out alive or not is a mystery....
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