71 Stories

(Hunger Games fanfic) The games took her. My friend. The government took them. My parents. The glass bowl chooses my fate. But sometimes fate is wrong. Like at the reaping. Somehow it has to be wrong for me. When I find myself away from district 10 to the capital for the 71st hunger games, it could lead to death or to new life. Fate is wrong. The several tributes come face to face in the games. Who will win? Daring Chloe? Disgusting Peafowl? Innocent Alicia? May the odds be ever in their favor