The Very First Hunger Games
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  • Reads 1,871
  • Votes 79
  • Parts 19
  • Time 2h 17m
Ongoing, First published Feb 27, 2014
Being put into the games was the last thing that fourteen year old, Jerry Hinman ever thought he would be in. After being born into the rebellion that started it all, and the death of his father and eldest sister, he never thought his life could've gotten any worse. But when he's selected for the very first games, and struggling with his sexuality at the same time, he has to choose. Protect the ones he loves most, or let go of all of them just to see the next day.
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Every one know the story of how my older sister, Katniss Everdeen, the girl on fire, and her fellow tribute, Peeta Mellark, won The Hunger Games. This is my story, when I, Primrose Everdeen, was picked to compete in the 76th Hunger Games. ~~~~ I was reaped once, for the 74th annual Hunger Game. I was 12, my first year being entered. My sister promised me nothing would go wrong, even gave me a mockingjay pin to protect me. We both went to the reaping, and my name was pulled. Let me just say, the odds were not in my favor. Katniss volunteered. I screamed and begged her not to go, but she did, for me. She protected me. Like the mockingjay pin, she was my mockingjay. It;s been five years since then, I’m 17 now. I’ve learned how to throw knives, hunt and climb trees, in fear of being reaped. Sure enough, the day of reaping comes around and I’m reaped. My best friend, Rory Hawthorne, volunteers for his younger brother. My Best Friend. Me. Fighting. To. The. Death. I can’t. I can’t hurt him. Why? Because I love him. All rights reserved ® 2014 mikaylal