Genevieve Mignonette is the forgotten 69th victor. The most beautiful girl in the district. She is not a fighter but a dancer. She is victorious as her mother once was yet at what cause. Why was she forgotten and why exactly is there so many mysteri...
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The took me in and then closed the door behind me leaving me to walk into a colorful and moder room. It smelled of roses and warm bread. Something I had missed for a long time. I came forth to a living room area and a beautiful dinning room full of all types of food. I came and decided to eat. I stuffed my face with all that there was. I didn't care if it was poison or not, if it was it would take me out of my mystery. I wanted to forget it all. It took my head out of its place of worry and into a place of joy.
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I stuffed my face with cake, grapes, chicken, bread, and many more as fast as I could. I didn't know much of what would happen next. All I needed was to take advantage of this, and so I did. I had finished ¼ of the food on the table and I was stuffed ready to throw it all if I had to but before I was going to start cleaning up the door was opened once again
"Well I would have invited you to a nice lunch, but I see you found the food before I did." His voice made me just back and look down embarrassed of what I had done. "Please don't stop. Eat while you can,the cooks can make more if they need to. Just save me some cookies if you wouldn't mind." I raced my face and started to figure out where the scratchy voice was coming from. And I was more than confused.
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"I thought... Ceceilia..."
"Do you think the capital would allow someone from the district to give birth in the capital? I am sorry to tell you but no. I will be your mentor. Just as I was your mother. She must have mentioned me... Wooflie?" He tried to make me remember the name but unfortunately she wouldn't say a word of any part of her life that had to do with the games. None of it. He must have seen my confused look because he came over to take a seat at the table and gestured to me to do the same. "Knew almost 20 years, was her mentor, worked alongside her every year, and still no word of me."
