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warning: Bad language mentions of sexual assault and child abuse.
My name is Mara Tompson
I was in the 68th hunger games
I won the 68th hunger games
My sister and her baby died
I couldn't save them
I volunteered for the quarter quell
I was captured by the capital
I wish I was dead
I woke from another night mare and decided it was time to wake up. They would be coming for me soon to begin the reeping. Slowly i got dressed and waited. The knock came way to soon and i was led to the square. I stood with the other victors as the speech went on and on finally it was time for them to draw names. In the female bowl there were two strips of paper one had my name on it the other had Jess's. Jess grabed my hand as the Escort reached his hand in the bowl. Slowly he read Jess's name. She let go of my hand and brought her own to her face. Before she could calm down enough to walk to the stand my hand was in the air. And in that short hour I once again became a tribute for the 75th hunger games.
I won the Hunger Games at the age of 11, the youngest to ever win. The 68th Hunger games. Just like last years Victor Katniss Everdeen I also volunteered for my sister. My older sister was chosen even though she was clearly pregnant. I couldn't allow that to happen and volunteered. After the games i found out my sister and her child died. I thought by volunteering i had saved them. but i didn't.
On the train I stayed by my self. I never talked with the other victors from 10 much. A knock on my door suggested it was time to re-watch the reaping. I made my way to living car and sat on the floor pulling my knees to my chest. I watched as the people who had become some what like family to me were chosen and volunteered. The brother and sister from district one who came up to me on my victor tour and told me i could be there sister. Finnick Odair from district 4 who was forced to do the same things for the capital people as I was. JoAnna from 7 scared me but she always answered my calls when I needed someone to talk too. these people were my family and now we all have to die. I left after the last two were choisen. Katniss and Peeta. they supposedly are engaged and yet thoughn back into the game after only winning them just a year ago. I cant feel pitty for any of them because im in the same boat. I dont expect them to pitty me. I dont want it.
We arrive in the capital and are immediately shipped to our stylists. My prep team who have been with me for 6 years weep. I hear one of them say something about Panems little angle but before she could finish she ran out the room crying. My stylist put me in a gown the faded from blue at the top to green at the bottom. on the dress had little shapes like Animals. He left my hair out long When he finished he looked at me and gave a sad smile before kissing my cheek " you look stunning Mara". I smiled back at him "Thank you...for everything Kenith".
I stood at the door and took a deep breath before walking to the carriage. I hear the people calling out above me but I dont look up. I keep my eyes on the beautiful black horses that are pulling the carriages. I walk over and move my hand from its head to its neck feeling its corse hair. Ive always loved horses ever since i was little. Maybe because i'm from district 10 or maybe because my family were a family of breeders. Some one taps me on my sholder. "Hi Misha" I say to the other tribute from my district. Misha is much older them me. then again most of them are. In Misha's hand he holds a body brush he hands it to me then walks away. I brush the horses for a bit when someone takes the brush with one hand and lifts me with the other. "Finnick put me down!" I demand as he laughs walking away from the carriage. "Time to soicalise little angel" He teased as he set me down in front of Haymitch and Peeta. I give Finnick my best angry face but he just laughs. "Peeta this is Mara Tompson from district 10" Haymitch introduced. Peeta said hello and held out his hand. I cant say I forced my self to take it but yea i kind of forced my self. Haymich and peeta talked to me for a bit even though I stopped paying attention half way though. I didn't want to hear wedding details that would never happen. I glanced over at finnick and saw him plop a sugar cub in his mouth in a taunting way at katniss. "Excuse me" Peeta said as he made his way to Katniss. I rolled my eyes and looked at Haymich. "You should get going kid" He says wile he lays a hand on top my head.
The first day of training came to early. Misha and few other tributes were up way to late and kept me up as well. I went down for breakfast and saw Misha passed out with a bottle in hand. 'This means i'm going along' I bored the elevator alone. once on the floor i noticed not many of the others showed. I let out a sigh and made my way to my worst station. fishing. I was joind by finnick who was a pro but i just think he likes showing off. "This kind of suck huh?" He says as he moves his fingers gracefully. "You can say that again" my hook falls apart once again. Finnick leave and mags takes his place. I like Mags she dosen't talk much but neither do I. She helps me make a few hooks before Katniss made her way over.
Katniss is trying too hard to make friends but she needs the allies. Her and Mags head over to archery and Katniss begins shooting. For the first time i feel fear going into this arina. How she works with a bow is incredible. I dont have skills like that. I mean if there are horses then i can get away faster but I cant fight. I leave the training and dont return for the following.
I rank a 7 in the individual assessment. both in district 12 get a 12. My mentor comes around and tells me that I am to Ally with 3, 4, 7, and 12. I didn't ask for them but my mentor picked them. He wont tell me why but just to do it. I head to my room where the prep team is waiting.
I wait in line for my turn with caeser. I struggle in the tight dress my stylist put me in. For some god knows reason He put me in a dress that you'd find on a baby-doll. 'He wants me to keep being there little angle.' Even after 7 years they still dont see me as an adult. they see me as a child but they also see me as a play thing.
The night in the capital on my victors tour was the night Snow decided id have to use my body to pay them back. I was 12. It didn't matter what kinds of people as long as they got paid. Snow decided he would be the first. "Breaking you in" is how he put it. For seven years I was used. in a way i'm glad I volunteered. I dont plan on winning this game.
Ceaser welcomed be with a big grin on his face which I returned with a sad smile. 'you still have to play the part of the angle' I thought as i took his hand.
"My my Mara you look as lovely as an Angle." He says eyes beaming. "I dont know Ceaser the one who looks lovly is most deffently you." He let out one of his laughs and the audience fallows along. We talk about how sad it is to be in the games and how we hope to see each other again even though be both know that wont happen. He then asks if id like to say anything to Panem. I look into the camara he points too and lay the bigest lie ive ever told. "I want to thank the people of Panem for treating me with such kindness. And to the people of Capital." I look to the audience and take a bow. When i come back up tears are pooring down my cheeks "Thank you for treating me like family." I hear sobs in the audience as i walk up and take my place. After Peeta joins the rest of the tributes We join hands.
We land at the arina and separated. I meet my stylist who gives me a hug. We sit in silence untill the voice tells us its time. He gives me one more hug and tells me "watch your back their not all angles."
the tube opened in the arina. were surrounded by water I take a look around and whispered "And the games begin"