THE HUNGER GAMES ANOTHER POINT OF VIEW
It was beyond pity I felt for her it was almost like I owed her. Somehow.
I know I didn’t owe her anything.
I feel the hot burn of the coals on my face, and hear he thud of the punch.
“feed it to the pig you stupid creature, why not! No one decent will buy burn bread!
My mother yelled
Now was my chance. I carried the big loaves outside. She looked weak.
I was about to walk to her and give them to her. But I realized that my mother was watching from the door frame, with her arms crossed.
She looked at me as if to get rid of the bread…
I started picking off bits of the bread, as small as I could to the pigs.
I took a quick glance at the door and he wads gone.. now was my chance. I threw the bread in the …
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