The 74th Hunger Games
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Ongoing9m
Last published Tue, Mar 1, 2016
" I Volenter as tribute ! " I screamed .As loud as I could . How could I let , my best freind Rue go into the 74th Hunger games as weak and small as she is .
" No why ." Shouted Rue , her head , looks like , cloudly in what had just happened . She reached out to try and grab me but I escaped her clutch and sorta ran-walked to the wooded stage where kayla , the speeker for the games is . " I didn't think we would have another volenteer but we , I guess do now . Three cheers for our 2nd volenter .... , um whats your name dear ? "." Heaven , Heaven wheeler . " I said quickly and quietly but still trying not to sound scared . " Ok Heaven ,three cheers for Heaven Wheeler . "
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