I'll be there
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Y/n misses their family, they would do anything to see them again. Although if they want to they need to win the hunger games. Easier said then done.
Y/n has been assigned to help the Careers in the 74th annual Hunger games. After "accidentally" Beating up a peacekeeper, for hurting their friend, this became their punishment. Now y/n is going into the games with careers that don't trust them, no friends and the will to make it back to their family. Until they find out their not the only one in their family in here.
"I follow her, and stop her by putting my hand on her shoulder. She turns around surprised.
I look up at the Lady standing on the stage, and say. 'I volunteer as tribute.'"
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