District 12 Hunger Games

District 12 Hunger Games

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This story DOES have quotes from The Hunger Games, all rights go to Suzanne Collins ******* Felicity Campbell. That's me. I was the first 12 year old victor from District 12. I'm 14 now, the games still haunt my nightmares. The haunt Haymitch's to, he still sleeps with a knife. I hate having to mentor the tributes, it's not that they don't take me seriously it's just that the 97.8 percent of me knows there gonna die. The 3.2 percent believes that they can win. But they never do. I got Katniss Everdeen and Peeta Mellark this year, not to bad. Iv'e seen them around District 12. I like watching Peeta decorate the cakes, and I always see Katniss with her sister Prim at the Hob, and occasionally looking at the cakes in the bakery. I couldn't imagine Prim going into the Hunger Games, in school she's so quiet and nice. Anyway, I couldn't believe I was going to have to mentor both of them, Haymitch would probably give them some advice in the rare moments he's sober. There both fighters I'll give them that, but it all comes down in one place. The arena.
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