Prologue
My name is Hanna Miller. I am thirteen years old and I Love, Love, love the Hunger Games. But not until recently I began to know the true meaning for the Hunger Games. It's not all about strength and strategy cause trusts me it's not. Sure, it requires some strength and strategy but you don't need your whole life base on that to win. For some strange reason people don't believe me when I tell them this. But I don't blame them I wouldn't believe me earthier if I haven't lived it. It was brutal, terrifying and let face it, if it wasn't for my ally I would gone insane. I did this for my friend, to save her. And it was worth it because now she alive. She still has that innocent smile that kept me for being insane after it was done.
What I'm about to tell you is something you shouldn't take as a joke because boy it's not. Somehow I won that 75th Hunger Games and trust me if I didn't know better I would be dead by now. So keep in mind on matter what crazy life seems to be everything comes to place where you want to keep living over and over again. And this is how my life kept me living…..
