The Hunger Games facts 161-180

I lean against the pine árbol with my axe set beside me, and my pad and pencil in hand.
"Would tu hurry up with that, Dev?" my father Aaron exclaims.
"Let me just finish this stanza, and then I'll get choppin'," I shoot right back.
"And be quick about it!", my father exclaims yet again, unloading all of his body strength into his axe, hammering away at the pine. I, Devin Qurstil, being a 15 año old, from District 7, write poesía as a hobby and a sport. I have made several pieces, about differating themes. I am now qualified to start out at being a lumberjack, as tu start out after your fifteenth...

This is a song fic I decided to do, based on the song “Lying from You”, por Linkin Park. I just thought it would describe perfectly Katniss’s feelings during Mockingjay. So yeah. Here it is.
This isn’t what I wanted to be,
I never thought that what I dicho would have tu running from me
Like this...
“I amor you.”
“I know.”
What have I said? What have I done? I didn’t mean for it to go down like this. Who am I? Why do tu amor me? I don’t deserve you. I don’t deserve either of you. And now it’s too late.
I lower my eyes, not looking as tu walk away.
No turning back now,
I wanna...

Helena

I looked to my right and to my left. The Cornucopia was in the center of the playa we were on. In front of us was a vast, beautiful, ocean. To my left was a giant crater, and to my right a tropical jungle. tu could almost hear the cries of the tributes erupting from there. The thought satisfied me. I looked towards the crater again... there was something there. There were multiple somethings's there.

A very loud noise suddenly attacked my ears, and then I heard the cannon. BOOM! But it hadn't been 60 segundos yet. I whipped my head around to the other tributes. I saw one of the platforms,...

I never in a million years wanted my name to be drawn. When it was, reality hit me... with a train.
"Stephen Leigh!" The booming voice over the microphone exclaimed.
That was my name, but why was I being called during the Reaping? I walked towards the stage slowly trying to figure out what I had done wrong. I was 17 years old but I had only signed up for 2 tesserae. My brother who would be 19 now, always signed up for the tesserae for our family. He had signed up for 10-15 before his name was drawn 7 years hace to go into the Hunger Games. He died near the end against the remaining pack of career's....