I stood beside a cluster of other sixteen سال old girls like me. I smiled nervously and began to wonder what I, Maevys Horonett, would do if the crazy Effie Trinket grabbed one of the five slips that has my name on it.
Effie blathered on about what an honor it was to be in District Twelve. But I knew that she was crossing her fingers to be anywhere but there.
Everyone went dead silent as she reached into the glass ball for the ladies. I closed my eyes. She chirped, "Primrose Everdeen!" I let my breath out. Yet I watched as another sixteen سال old girl pushed the girl I suppose was Prim and...
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