Clato (ENG) (THG)

Hey hey. Nu ska jag skriva en THG fanfic, om 74 spelen från Clove's dia, kul om du läser den, klaga inte på stavfelen.


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Part 1

I look around the other fifteen year old's. No one I recognize. I look at the clock beside the Justice Building. Twentyfive minutes left to the reaping. I continue t look around. My eye catches a girl, maybe 12, crying. I recognize her even tough I've never seen her in my life. Before I can do anything else I walk to her and put my hand on her shoulder. "What's the matter?" I ask. She turns around, stares at me with her big teary eyes. She whipes away her tears with her arm and awnsers "I'm scared, It's my first reaping" she whispers. I look around to se if anyone seems to be with her. No one. Why am I here? It just feels that I must. "Don't be" I say. For some reason I take of my lucky charm bracelet and put it in her hands. "Here, take this. It's my lucky chrm bracelet. I always get good luck when I have it" I say. I feel so wierd. She must think I am alla crazy. "I can't, It's not mine" she says. I say that she can give it back after the reaping. Before she can start protesting, I hug her, say that I'll see her soon and walk back to the fifteen year old's. What was that? I just wen't to a crying twelve year old and gave her my bracelet and promised that she won't be picked? I don't know why, but it feels that I allready know her, known her for a long time. She reminds me of someone, but I can't put my finger on who. I try to think of peapole that I know. Nothing. I erase my mind and look up.. The mayor is sitting on a chair beside two other, one man an woman. The mentors. I try to recognize them, I think her name is Flavina. Won a few years back. A moment later a Capitol person comes up on stage and shouts "Welcome". Mivette Rose, district 2's escort. She starts to talk a bit and then let's the mayor reads a speach. About ten minutes later when he's done, she says the time has come to select the tributes. "Ladies first". She walks to the bowl with the girl's names. Eight of them are mine. "Avely Finch" she reads. I look around to see who it is. And I see what I don't wan't to. I see the little crying girl. Everyone is clearing a path for her. Right now she dosen't look like a little girl but like a ghost. I see the girl beside me starting to raise her hand. I don't think. I just do it. I raise my arm and shout" I voulenteer."
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Well?

Väldigt bra!!!!

Yay någon läser!

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Part 2

All eyes are turned to me. Mivette just smiles and says "Wonderful Wonderful". I start to walk towards the stage. Everybody keeps staring at me. But why?? No one really cares when you voulenteer. I ignore them. When I'm on stage Mivette asks what my name is. "Clove Sevina" I anwser. She congtaulates me and walks to the bowl with the boys names. She grabs a note and walks to the middle of the stage. She reads the name, I don't hear what she says because I'm still trying to get what just happened. It dosen't matter, because someone jsut voulenteerd. I recognize the voice. I turn around just to make my heart break. No not him. Why him? "What's your name?" Mivette asks. NO! Don't anwser! "Cato Hadley" he says. And I know that even if I make it to the finally I won't win. I would never kill that person. That person that I have got a crush on forever.
The odds are not in my favour today.
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Braaa!
Well done gurl

Kartoshka, skriv mer. :p

Här Markovka ^_^ Min stavning suger okai? Är bara 11.
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Part 3

I wan't to scream. But that's not going to a help at all. Instead I bite my lips together and look down. I feel tears in my eyes. Mivette tells us to shake hands. I don't look up. "Happy Hunger Games, and, may the odds be ever in your favour" she says and points at a door. I start walking towards the door. People can now say there last goodbyes to me, friends or family. My family. They are going to kill me! They are not like the rest of the families in District 2. They hate the games. Because of my older sister. Because she voulenteerd and got killed, she was only twelve and I was 8. They got all mad when she died. And now I know why I voulenteerd for that little girl. She reminded me of Claire. I know she would die in the bloodbath, she would not stand a chance against the other tributes. I expect my parents to come in and slap me or something. But they don't show up at all, instead she does.
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Lol. Hej. Ciao.

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I juli ja. Liksom en evighet kvar.

Jag blir 13 i juni.