Chapter one

I'm swagging through the village in my district . Namely district 11 . But I much prefer to call it District Nuggets . Oh how I love nevertheless nuggets . Chicken McNuggets . Nuggets in the morning . Nuggets in the evening . Nuggets in the orchards . Nuggets everywhere . I have lived all my life in this place and I would never want to leave because of the McDonalds next to where I live. Well you you may wonder if it is not strange that I still have such a wonderful body where 23 people would die for. Before Oh well , you have it or you do not. And nuggets have it all. Oh well , today is reaping day and I that means another day without nuggets and without bbq sauce sauce because that is all eaten by the peacekeepers . Best odd because they are more the type of a Big Mac . I think the Big Mac is often somewhat overestimated . But hey who am I to judge . Oh I have not introduced myself yet . I am Marina MKnevel . I live with my 13 brothers and sisters in a small house on the prairie next to McDonalds .

5 minutes later

I sniff some bbq sauce and im making my way downtown Walking fast Faces pass and im homeboudn . I 'm almost in the city where they go Draw lots for whom it can do with the hunger games . It is not my personal favorite show , because there are never nuggets. And let's face it : WHAT DO YOU DO WITHOUT NUGGETS . Luckily I buy every year discount cards for food during the hunger games and then I go to the course to mac . duh .

5 minutes later

'' Marina MKnevel . '' I hear someone calling my name , but I ignore it because I 'm chewing on a nugget . SUDDEN DROP MY NUGGETS ON THE GROUND WHILE TWO SOMEWHAT THICK ARMS GRAB ME . ' neneeeeeeeeeneeneijhkeneeeee '' I scream while I'm trying to catch da nuggets with my feet. But it's too late . Cunt . I am brought up and Spartel a bit in the round ( Like that time a fat woman for me pushed me out of the way at mcdonalds . I notice that everyone is staring at me . Is there bbq sauce on my shirt ? ? ? I start to panic. I swallow very hard and I realise I have been choosen to play in the hunger games. Oh wait , the hunger game, s now I'm even more panicked . They have no nuggets ! ! ! and certainly no sauce , not even chili sauce. Another name is called: '' Bolbi Onion Rings'' I just stare at the person who walks on stage and all I can think is: ,. . wHO iS tHE FACK BOLBI . Bolbi walks up to me and gives me a handshake . a friendly handshake . THEN sUDDENLY I REMEMBER iT . I know this person . I will always know this person . I will know him when I forget my mother's face . one day , that I had forgotten to take them money to McDonalds He stood in the doorway . he was twerking while he looked at me deeply. then he began to scatter nuggets with I felt so much euphoria . I ran home , twice I fell into the ditch , and told my mother . That was it. I will never forget it . the date will forever be on my twitter page. But yeah to the matter , I HAVE to go tHE ARENA iN . I faint .

Twenty minutes later

I'm in a train with the bolbi . Everywhere around me is food. BUT NO NUGGETS . WIEHEHEOEOEEEEEEEEEEE . I find I 'm having a stroke . I fall back faint oops .

I'm slowly wake upu again and see that a third person is now in the train . I heard something on here ever ever . Until now I thought it was a myth , it appeared only in fairy tales .

''CAN I HAVE YOUR SIGNATURE '' The boss of mcdonalds staring at me with a sheepish look.

'' gurl, you know that you will soon die hard , what good is a signature ? ''

'' But you 're here to rescue me'', I ask hopefully .

'' Gurl , deep in your heart you know there 's nothing I can do ... to deliver … you chicken nuggets.''

I fall again faint .

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