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The doorbell rings. A dreadful sound in a house that's almost always silent. We should change it into a nice tune, I think. I hear my mother coming down the stairs and opens the door, which is, for a part, made of glass. 'Good morning Siope. May is in the living room.'  Oh yes, that's true, Siope would come again today. She comes almost every Saturday, but the last two weeks, she couldn't. Quickly I stand up and walk to the kitchen to make some tea and prepare a plate with biscuits. 'Hey May! I would like some nettle tea, if you have some.' I nod and make a short sign that means "take a seat". Siope puts her bag next to the sofa and sits d

Ch. 1: A Change in Him Elizabeth rolled her trolley into Platform 9 ¾, her family tailing behind her. She sighed as she saw on the wizards and witches of her school. The train parked there, bearing the gold words The Hogwarts Express. She smiled internally. Finally going back to school. "Well, bye, mum," she said, turning around, kissing her mother's cheek. "I'll miss you guys. I'll send you an owl when I get there." She smiled at the rest of her family. "Mummy, I want to go to Hogwarts!" whined Diane, who tugged on her mother's arm. Elizabeth rolled her eyes. This, she wasn't going to get. "You have to wait until you're eleven, Dian

Hetalia: Hunger Games     The Hunger Games. For 65 years now, the 12 districts have to give two children, one male and one female, to the capital – Panem. These children then go into an arena where they fight to the death until only one remains standing. These arenas have vast amounts of space and the climate and area changes every year. Once there could be freezing tundra, next there could be a desolate desert. Out of 24 contestants, only one can live to bring fame and fortune to their district. May the odds ever be in your favor. -- --Part One – Reaping Day--  He waited quietly along with the other tributes. The announcer w

There was a knock on my door. No, more like a bang. I had finally fallen asleep after hours of staring out my window at the celebrating Capitol. Tomorrow, I would be going into the games. I drag myself out of bed and rub my eyes. I unlock the fancy bedroom door and open it to see Haymitch, bottle in hand. "What do you want now?" I mutter. "New strategy," he replies, taking a swing from the bottle. "What?" I struggle to keep my voice down. "We had a plan. Gang up with Katniss. Make it seem like we're in love." Easy for me. Hard for her. "Yeah yeah yeah, all that lovey dovey crap. Forget that. I got a new plan. You're not gonna like it,

It was November. Not a very ordinary November. The fall leaves that had fallen on the ground were mixed with ashes and bullets that never reached their target. At least that wasn't as bad as the Town Square, where the leaves were mixed with deep red blood. It's Katniss Everdeen's fault. All of it. The nation being in chaos. Me having to hold my sobbing little brother every night because the thunder-like bombs won't let him sleep. My family and I almost starving. District Two being half destroyed. Rebels storming through the streets. Everything is her fault. All because she couldn't live without her little boyfriend. Saying that I hated her

 Chapter 1 The begging     On a warm spring moring i woke up, to find that my cat lilly not at my side ' she must have went to go to bed with my mother' i thought. so i put on my boots and went to go hunting, The best part about living in the seam is that u kno were the week spots are in the fence. So i sliped under and grabbed my bow and arrows out of a hollow tree that me and my father made while i was just a young girl i looked back and thought 'good old District 12 were your safe but still dying'. But out in the woods i feel safe and can let my thoughts run free espacay when im with my best friend and he will always h

        Will Nerver It was raining outside. I could hear the raindrops on my bedroom window. Today was the day of the Reaping. I wasn't nervous at all. Ever since I turned 12 and I could have been chosen for the annual Hunger Games, everyday I go running until I feel that my legs can't hold me anymore. Then I start training for my upper body – lift waits, do pushups. I can't accept the fact that I may not only die if I get chosen, but my whole family would be watching. Shocking, isn't it?    This morning I felt emptier then ever. I just turned 17 around three months ago, and I feel th

"So, Cato, tell me more about yourself." Glimmer slides closer to my district mate and strokes his hand gently, her green eyes blinking away at him. Cato just grins sheepishly and begins to talk about random things. How dare she even speak to him?! I am his teammate – who does she think she is?! My hand clenches into a hard fist and I can feel my nails sink into my palm. I don't care if I bleed, even though I highly doubt that. Weapons are crashing together in the background, people talking. The training center appears calmer than I imagined it would be, but I am begging for all of the noise to mix in so I don't have to listen to their c