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Suzanne Collins
Age: 62
Born: 1962
Born: August 10
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Hartford
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Suzanne Marie Collins
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My spirit. This is a new thought. I'm not sure exactly what it means, but it suggests I'm a fighter. In a sort of brave way. It's not as if I'm never friendly. Okay, maybe I don't go around loving everybody I meet, maybe my smiles are hard to come by, but i do care for some people.
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My name is Katniss Everdeen. I am seventeen years old. My home is District 12. I was in the Hunger Games. I escaped. The Capitol hates me.
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So we both strip off our boots and socks and, while there’s some improvement, I could swear he’s making an effort to snap every branch we encounter
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Because something is significantly wrong with a creature that sacrifices its children's lives to settle its differences. You can spin it any way you like... But in the end, who does it benefit? No one. The truth is, it benefits no one to live in a world where these things happen
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Once I'm on my feet i realize escape might not be so simple, panic begins to set in. i can't stay here. flight is essential but i can't let my fear show. Winning means fame and fortune, losing mean certain death, The Hunger Games have begun . . .
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At the moment, the choice would be simple. I can survive just fine without either of them.
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I must have loved you a lot.
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I'm not flailing now, as my muscles are rigid with the tension of holding myself together.
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The sensation inside me grows warmer and spreads out from my chest down through my body out along my arms and legs to the tips of my being. Instead of satisfying me the kisses have the opposite effect of making my need greater.
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All the writing elements are the same. You need to tell a good story... You've got good characters... People think there's some dramatic difference between writing 'Little Bear' and the 'Hunger Games,' and as a writer, for me, there isn't.
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It's impossible to be the Mockingjay. Impossible to complete even this one sentence. Because now I know that everything I say will be directly taken out on Peeta. Result in his torture. But not his death, no nothing so merciful as that. Snow will ensure that his life is much worse than death.
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What happens when we get back? I don't know. I guess we try and forget. I don't want to forget.
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We sit in silence awhile then I blurt out the thing that's on both our minds. How are we going to kill these people, Peeta?
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Tomorrow's a hunting day, I say. I won't be much of a help with that, Peeta says. I've never hunted before. I'll kill and you cook, I say. And you can always gather. I wish there was some sort of bread bush out there, says Peeta.
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What about Gale? He's not a bad kisser either, I say shortly. And it was okay with both of us? You kissing the other? He asks. No. It wasn't okay with either of you. But I wasn't asking your permission, I tell him. Peeta laughs again, coldly, dismissively. Well, you're a piece of work, aren't you?
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I look down at our linked fingers as I loosen my grasp, but he regains his grip on me. “No, don’t let go of me,” he says.
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A faint light burned in the pit revealing a furry creature hunched over a stone slab, fiddling with something. At first Gregor raised a warning hand. He thought it was a rat. Then the creature lifted his head and Gregor recognized what was left of his dad.
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For a second, I'm afraid he's dying. I have to remind myself that I don't care.
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Doors are for those who lack enemies.
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Ladies and gentlemen..... His voice is quiet, but mine rings through the room. Let the Seventy-sixth Hunger Games begin!
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