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It will get better from here on out!
Screams... that's all I hear, every moment of my life flash before my eyes as my name is called. I slowly walk up, staring out at District 5. "Abigail Taylor, Jonathan Daniel, May the odds be Ever in your favor!"
My name is Abigail and this is my story.
Having no real family, they rushed me to the train. I'm not a known girl; well I actually am, just not in the good way. I'm a thief; I steal what I need I take what I don't. Everyone hates me... so why did they scream when my name was called? It confuses me; if they hated me, why were they so scared? The whispers I hear as I pass people gives me a strong idea of what they were scared of.
"What if Foxface wins? Wouldn't that be horrible? I hope we finally get rid of that dirty little thief!"
'hmm back to calling me Foxface, I wonder if that will happen to me when I'm in the capital...' She thought and sighed. Foxface, Abigail... it's all the same to me. I sat silently in the train waiting to leave district 5, wanting to get away, never wanting to come back. Ready to die.