Description
There was a boy in front of her. If she had been someone else she would have studied his face. If she had been someone she knew a long time ago, she would have wondered who he was. What he liked, what he disliked, who he loved and who he hated. She would have wondered because then, in that life, they would both have been human. They would both have had lives. Now, none of them was human. None of them had a life. So she didn't wonder what he liked or disliked and she didn't wonder who he loved and hated. She only knew one thing. There was a boy in front of her. A boy she didn't want to be in front of her. Maysilee Donner did what every none-human-being would do. She raised her weapon. If you have read Catching Fire, from The Hunger Games series, or are reading it right now, it's possible you know who Maysilee Donner is. She's mentioned on a few pages and she's one of the tributes in the 50th Hunger Games together with Haymitch. I decided to write a fanfiction from her perspective and I hope you enjoy! :) If there is anything I have interpreted in one way and you agree or disagree, please tell me through comments. It would be really interesting! ;) If there is something incorrectly spelled, please tell me. English isn't my first language so I hope you will understand. Thank you for checking this book out and for reading this, and I really hope you will read the rest! Bye! (All characters and world and so on is of course Suzanne Collins, and I'm not taking credit for any of it!)
Prologue
