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Title: The Hunger Games
Authors: Suzanne Collins
Category:supplementals
Number of Highlights: 12
Date: 2026-02-21
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He tells of the history of Panem, the country that rose up out of the ashes of a place that was once called North America. He lists the disasters, the droughts, the storms, the fires, the encroaching seas that swallowed up so much of the land, the brutal war for what little sustenance remained.
Destroying things is much easier than making them.â
The woods always look different at night. Even with the glasses, everything has an unfamiliar slant to it. As if the daytime trees and flowers and stones had gone to bed and sent slightly more ominous versions of themselves to take their places.
He stops to gather a bunch of wildflowers for me. When he presents them, I work hard to look pleased. Because he canât know that the pink-and-white flowers are the tops of wild onions and only remind me of the hours Iâve spent gathering them with Gale.
âYou wonât be going to the Capitol,â says Gale coolly. His eyes land on a small, circular pin that adorns her dress. Beautifully crafted. It could keep a family in bread for months. âWhat can you have? Five entries? I had six when I was just twelve years old.â
Despite the groosling and the fish, my stomachâs growling, and I know Iâm going to have what we call a hollow day back in District 12. Thatâs a day where no matter what you put in your belly, itâs never enough.
After the reaping, everyone is supposed to celebrate. And a lot of people do, out of relief that their children have been spared for another year. But at least two families will pull their shutters, lock their doors, and try to figure out how they will survive the painful weeks to come.
She has dark brown skin and eyes, but other than that, sheâs very like Prim in size and demeanor. Only when she mounts the stage and they ask for volunteers, all you can hear is the wind whistling through the decrepit buildings around her. Thereâs no one willing to take her place.
âI donât know how to say it exactly. I want to die as myself. Does that make any sense?â he asks. I shake my head. How could he die as anyone but himself? âI donât want them to change me in there. Turn me into some kind of monster that Iâm not.â
âSo, hereâs what you do. You win, you go home. She canât turn you down then, eh?â says Caesar encouragingly. âI donât think itâs going to work out. WinningâŠwonât help in my case,â says Peeta. âWhy ever not?â says Caesar, mystified. Peeta blushes beet red and stammers out. âBecauseâŠbecauseâŠshe came here with me.â
It makes me jealous but not for the reason people would think. Good hunting partners are hard to find.
Besides, it isnât in my nature to go down without a fight, even when things seem insurmountable.