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The Mocking Jay dead. I'm Phoenix and I'm from district 12 and I'm going to die. I can't kill children, ever. "I will kill you twelve even if it's the last thing I do!" He spat, pointing right at me. I'm just not going to make it out. But I can try, what's the harm in that?
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"They say life is fragile, and we're not all guaranteed tomorrows." My name is Phoenix, and despite my name being a bird that rises from the ashes, I can barely rise from my bed on a good day. I was born to be fearless, but I am in fact, a fearful wimpy girl who can't keep her emotions in check. I'm convinced God is a sadist. My life is okay-ish. I mean if you consider a suicide attempt, a coward father, my overbearing family, my brother's vengeful ex-girlfriend, my amazing best friend and her asshole of brother, okay. Then yes, I live a comfortable life. Or so I thought, until Jace Stone happened.

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