The Hunger Games||Breath of Life

this is what rue herd last: Deep in the meadow, under the willow A постель, кровати of grass, a soft green подушка Lay down your head, and close your sleepy eyes And when again they open, the sun will rise.
Here it's safe, here it's warm
Here the daisies guard Ты from every harm
Here your dreams are sweet and tomorrow brings
them true
Here is the place where I Любовь you.
Deep in the meadow, hidden far away
A плащ of leaves, a moonbeam ray
Forget your woes and let your troubles lay
And when again it's morning, they'll wash away.

Here your dreams are sweet and tomorrow brings
them true
Here is the place where I...

We all Любовь the hunger games right? (duh! или Ты wouldn't be Чтение this)
But all of us have a different opinion of Twilight. Would the hunger games movie REALLY be the new twilight.
I doubt it very much.

For one thing, the hunger games is a completely different story (try as I might, I could not find a connection between 'vegetarian' Вампиры and teenagers being forced to kill each other).
For another thing, the hunger games doesn't have the right elements to generate the same crazy hype that twilight created.

Now by the right elements, I mean:


1. A boneless doormat of a female lead with about...

Although Hunger Games is amazingly good, and I encourage everyone to watch/read it and like it, there are a lot of things that annoy me.
For example, it is only natural to ask if Ты are on Team Peeta или Gale, but now it is getting a bit annoying. One of the main reasons I like Hunger Games is that it is nothing like Twilight. Now, everyday people are asking what team are Ты on? There shouldn't be teams! If Ты like Peeta Ты don't have to hate Gale. Katniss got Peeta in the end, but she still liked Gale. Ты can like Peeta and Gale and all the other guys in Hunger Games.
Another thing that...

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Chapter 2

My name was pulled from the bowl. It had lain undisturbed for 3 years to now be chosen. As I stood on the steps of the Justice building, I looked around at the citizens...

District 1 (luxury items): Well, being in the games is a huge honor here in District 1!

District 2 (masonry): Are Ты kidding me?! THE GAMES ARE HUGE FOR US!!!!! We always want to win, always known and feared for our bloodlust!

District 3 (electronics): *prior to bloodbath* okay, so the speed it'll take me to get into there and get the нож and back out again is approximately a minute, compared to the speedier 20-second tributes, but what about getting out? And the probability...what did they say about that again? Oh, right, about 22% of tributes die in the first quarter in the bloodbath...then...

She couldn't believe that the день was finally here. The smile on her face refused to be contained as she looked in the mirror; admiring the dress that flattered her in all the right places. Annie smiled back at her as she adjusted the veil. She was glad that she had asked Annie to be her Maid of Honour as she felt it was also a way of honouring Finnick. Her smile slipped slightly at the thought of the fallen Victor. However, it swiftly returned as she thought about Peeta, who almost became a fallen Victor himself. Those dark days, when Peeta's mind was the sole property of the Capitol, thanks...

Here's a parody I wrote! (:

-Brianna.


Hey I heard Ты were a tribute
Oooh,
Peeta, I'll take Ты home, I swear to you.
In the cave I'll Kiss you.
I wanna live through these games,
with you.
Hey I heard Ты like me too
Oooh.

2 to 1 lets do it.
Hunger games, let's best not lose it.
Sick of waiting, let's just choose it.
Here with Katniss - She's the coolest.
I don't care, if the rest are right there.
Throw your arrows up in the air.
Aint no surprise she can climb so high,
touching the sky, hope ill be her guy.
Girl on огонь - boy with bread.
Commiting suicide instead.
Districts watching? we don't care.
throw them...