Hunger Games Soap
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Thread Topic: Hunger Games Soap
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I stood with the 17 year olds in line. I looked at the 12 and 13 year olds. I felt bad since they didnt have a chance...
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The perky creep- I mean, Capitol representative, stood up on the platform. I crossed my figers and said a little prayer as she opened the ceremony. "For the ladies," she said. I waited tensley for what felt like ages. "Amethyst Hollnix!" I felt like a zombie as I walked up there.
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I closed my eyes as she choosed the girls.
"Jenny Glinx!"
"And Ethan Jones!" I sighed as I walked up. -
I didn't hear who the boy was, but I sure as hell felt sorry for him. (now that they've been reaped can we fast forward to the capitol?)
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( yep)
A few hours later I was saying goodbye to my mom and dad, and got ready for the train. -
I sat next to the boy on the train. We sat in silence for the whole trip.
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I sat next to the girl and we talked a little. She was 12 and I felt bad for her.
"Im going to make sure were the last two. And if we are you are going to kill me, okay?" I said to her.
"Why do I have to kill you?" Jenny asked.
"I have had a longer life. You need this, " I said softly to her, holding back tears because I knew cameras were everywhere. -
"So." Apparently the boy decided to talk. "Aren't you thirteen?" I nodded. "I didn't catch your name," I said awkwardly. "Alex Johnson." I nodded. "How old are you?" I asked. "Fifteen." I could already tell this was going to be a long and awkward ride.
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"Well thank you, " she said giving me a small hug. I smlied at her and prayed the best for her and I.
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I watch the scenery. I could tell I was at a slight advantage, since I already knew how to take care of myself. Unfortunately, I didn't really have anything to return to, so living would be pointless.
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We arrived there and they rushed us to our stylist.
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We were rushed in to meet our stylist, who was upset that he wasn't allowed to dye my skin purple. I personally thought he was gay, but all Capitol dudes looked gay.
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I looked at my stylist. He didnt look like the ones every year.
"Tell me your not going to dye my skin?" I asked.
"Of course not!" He said and started designing my outfits. -
Thankfully, he loved hearing our ideas, so we contributed to the outfits. Mine would be a white dress with apple blossoms on it, and Alex would wear a matching suit.
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I wore a shirt with nice pants, with the colors of spring.
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