Here is a poem about what it would feel like to go to the hunger games. Enjoy:)

Why Am I Here

How did this happen

Why am i here

What did i do so bad

i am very nice

I don't kill any mice

I wouldn't hurt a fly

odds are i wouldn't even make it die

thinking about this makes me wonder

Will I die or will i survie?


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