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The اگلے morning when I got up I took a shower, in one of their fancy, million button showers.

I kept it simple though, I pulled on a brown tee shirt, I don’t know something about color was comforting and then I pulled on jeans and tennis shoes, I despised boots.

I went out to the dining room table, Pranet and Winnie were the only ones up yet, I sat اگلے to Pranet, my ally.

“So Pranet tells me you’ve already decided on ally choices. Let me guess. District two?”

“No not at all”, Pranet کہا to her.

“Oh.”

“She wants the threes, a four, the fives, a six, a ten, a eleven, and the twelve’s”...
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Basically, the main reason I like Katniss is because she is a refreshingly realistic, flawed character. She is also rare in another way - Katniss is a well thought-out, well-written female character, rather than just being there to be a love intrest for a male hero (this might have somethig to do with the fact that Suzanne Collins herself is female).

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In the first book, Katniss is motivated سے طرف کی a need to get out of the Hunger Games alive. She manipulates Peeta, kills people, and runs on base instincts. What a مزید typical (read: Mary-Sueish) character would have done would...
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Eleven's Twelve


Deep in the trees, in the midst of their Games,
We stood together: a pact, a team, friends.
Your presence revived me, weakened my pains,
Brought back who I was outside of their lens.

Yet now I lay with you, knowing you’re gone
Watching your innocence fade from your eyes.
As a parting wish, I whisper a song,
A hymn that follows your soul as it dies.

Your eyes flicker shut, your breath is now gone,
Yet your soul echoes throughout the vast wood,
Filling these desolate trees with a song;
And through my tears I stand where آپ once stood,

Holding a young girl whom I barely knew,
Eleven’s tribute, forever my Rue.