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and even delicacies like sugar while the rest of us battle starvation. “It is both a time for repentance and a time for thanks,” intones the mayor. Then he reads the list of past District 12 victors. In seventyfour years, we have had exactly two. Only one is still alive. Haymitch Abernathy, a paunchy, middle-aged man, who at this moment appears hollering something unintelligible, staggers onto the stage, and falls into the third chair. He’s drunk. Very. The crowd responds with its token applause, but he’s confused and tries to give Effie Trinket a big hug, which she barely manages to fend off. The mayor looks distressed. Since all of this is being televised, right now District 12 is the laughingstock of Panem, and he knows it. He quickly tries to pull the attention back to the reaping by introducing Effie Trinket. Bright and bubbly as ever, Effie Trinket trots to the podium and gives her signature, “Happy Hunger Games! And may the odds be ever in your favor!” Her pink hair must be a wig because her curls have shifted slightly off-center since her encounter with Haymitch. She goes on a bit about what an honor it is to be here, although everyone knows she’s just aching to get bumped up to a better district where they have proper victors, not drunks who molest you in front of the entire nation. Through the crowd, I spot Gale looking back at me with a ghost of a smile. As reapings go, this one at least has a slight entertainment factor. But suddenly I am thinking of Gale and his forty-two names in that big glass ball and how the odds 20
are not in his favor. Not compared to a lot of the boys. And maybe he’s thinking the same thing about me because his face darkens and he turns away. “But there are still thousands of slips,” I wish I could whisper to him. It’s time for the drawing. Effie Trinket says as she always does, “Ladies first!” and crosses to the glass ball with the girls’ names. She reaches in, digs her hand deep into the ball, and pulls out a slip of paper. The crowd draws in a collective breath and then you can hear a pin drop, and I’m feeling nauseous and so desperately hoping that it’s not me, that it’s not me, that it’s not me. Effie Trinket crosses back to the podium, smoothes the slip of paper, and reads out the name in a clear voice. And it’s not me. It’s Primrose Everdeen. 21
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Page 48 and 49: For a few moments, Peeta and I take
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Page 56 and 57: told me that I always eat like I’
Page 58 and 59: hoping to get a good solid stick, b
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Page 62 and 63: plucked bird, ready for roasting. I
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Page 66 and 67: “No matter,” says Cinna. “So,
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is turned our way, pulling the focu
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The doors have only just shut behin
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She’s complimentary about not jus
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to see the stylists, particularly a
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“And even if you did, you’re no
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Gale would be my first choice, but
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“No, my friend Gale. Suddenly all
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“It’s getting chilly. We better
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My slumbers are filled with disturb
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telling me to do exactly what the s
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“Yes, and I’m sure the arena wi
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utes. The plan’s the same for bot
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When Atala begins to read down the
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He means the ones they display in t
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“You certainly know a lot,” I s
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“All right, Katniss,” he says t
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skewers the apple in the pig’s mo
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and Prim to the community home, or
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“And you, sweetheart?” says Hay
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After dinner, we go to sitting room
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above one of the rabbits when a voi
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dead in a few days. I just . . . I
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Betrayal. That’s the first thing
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“Well, try and pretend!” snaps
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“But I don’t want them to! They
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In the morning, it’s not the girl
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over the Gamemakers. And as for the
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What? I thought we abandoned that w
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cannot relax me. 8, 9, 10. The crip
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seen and I couldn’t believe I was
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I’m still in a daze for the first
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For a moment, the cameras hold on P
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“This was your idea, wasn’t it?
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“I did,” says Portia. “The wa
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clear out, put as much distance as
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I come up beside him and lean over
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like that a few years ago from Dist
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dergarments, simple tawny pants, li
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then I can feel the metal plate pus
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I hear his instructions in my head.
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the blade whistling toward me and r
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three . . . on and on until they re
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ing off a large handful of the soft
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usually all the Careers make it thr
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The sky is still dark, but I can fe
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Thank goodness, I had the foresight
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“No. But she is now,” says Peet
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mud would definitely help. Of cours
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Determined to go on until nightfall
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doing? Despite my anger, hatred, an
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drops of iodine for purifying it. T
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This was no tribute’s campfire go
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look. The fireball hits a tree off
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about me. But all in all, maybe sho
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might not even feel pain because th
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time they’ve reached the base of
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harshly, “Oh, let her stay up the
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My eyes follow the line of her fing
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knife is secured in my belt, and be
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Below me, I can see the Career pack
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ly mad, shrieking and trying to bat
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“Do this!” I command myself. Cl
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I enter a nightmare from which I wa
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venom had caused me to imagine. But
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them on bushes to dry, I sit on the
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“Ohhh.” The sound comes out of
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technically, we could get a whole l
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“So what do these do?” I ask Ru
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Rue has decided to trust me wholehe
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“Breakfast,” says Rue. She hold
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“We sing at home. At work, too. T
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cause I find my thoughts preoccupie
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onset of the Games. A canopy of net
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ing on one foot, teetering slightly
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about thirty rocks in there at once
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Panic begins to set in. I can’t s
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it could have been easily lost in t
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When I open my eyes, the world look
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as it’s midday. Undoubtedly, she
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In less than an hour, I’m at the
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The boy from District 1 dies before
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Here your dreams are sweet and tomo
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ute they can’t own. That Rue was
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one loaf? It had been meant for Rue
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quickly the food disappears. All I
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Then I realize . . . he was my firs
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PART III "THE VICTOR" 242
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alive. Shaking his head to keep me
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stabbed and filled with venom? And
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My foot has just broken the surface
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“Excellent,” he says. I crouch
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sword made in the fabric over his t
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“How do you hunt?” he asks. “
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like to look around for a better pl
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Getting the broth into Peeta takes
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“Better than yesterday. This is a
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up in price the longer the Games co
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“Something happy. Tell me about t
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ing. Even with the money divided in
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excellent deal if the goat lived; I
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There’s nothing else, just his wo
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his brain or his lungs and he’ll
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In the remaining hours before night
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clunker of a television at home or
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places. I don’t try anything tric
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she throws with her right, but it
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I won’t close my eyes. The commen
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Tears spring in my eyes. The tensio
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The sound of rain drumming on the r
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lightning electrify the sky through
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minal one. “I want to go home, Pe
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I don’t say so but Peeta’s word
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“That’s exactly the kind of top
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I’m not really sure how to ramp u
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“I remember everything about you,
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I make room for him in the sleeping
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eally. Perhaps he thinks a bowl of
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I give a noncommittal shrug and cup
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Huh. I always assumed the shopkeepe
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“We’re wasting hunting time,”
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stopped. I wear a bandage around my
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Surprisingly, he just laughs. “Lo
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and open a fresh bottle of water, a
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It takes a while to explain the sit
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When the food’s cooked, I pack mo
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idiculous reaction to finding the s
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Leaving the cave has a sense of fin
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perched, waiting to save my life. T
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Muttations. No question about it. I
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There’s something else about them
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“Kill it, Peeta! Kill it!” I’
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I don’t watch, but I can hear the
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egging, and finally just whimpering
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A hole opens in the plain and as if
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“Then you shoot me,” I say furi
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I spew the berries from my mouth, w
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er part of the Seam the hammers mak
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ing in the arena. There’s usually
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when I launch into Haymitch’s arm
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get back to business as soon as pos
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ing me alone. In the gloom, I see a
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pitol. But the Hunger Games are the
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Blinding lights. The deafening roar
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The first half hour or so focuses o
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tol officials and particularly gene
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Then Peeta’s there looking handso
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on camera. When Caesar asks Peeta h
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Katniss Everdeen. A girl who lives
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I know my ears are healed because,
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