chapter 1
It was a normal hari for flippy. Breakfast, newspaper. He got his mail from the mailbox. Nothing new, nothing great. Then one letter caught his eye. It berkata on the front in bold letters “You Have Been Called To Serve In The Hunger Games.” flippy dreaded this day. “called to serve again?” he thought. “figures, a war hero having to serve again, I might as well read the rest of this letter. He opened it up, expecting the worst. “please god, not Vietnam.” he prayed. He was surprised at what was written. It didn't seem war-like at all. “Dear tribute, anda have been chosen to compete in the Hunger Games. There are many lebih tributes like you, anda may have ally’s but there will only be one winner. Come to the capital city tomorrow afternoon. We gave anda a map in case anda don't know the area.” flippy pulled out a map deeper in the envelope. He could drive there. It's just a competition. Tomorrow afternoon. He would go. He put the letter in his pocket for later. “maybe it'll be fun.” he thought. “the name sounds cool, I know that much.” whatever was in store for flippy, he was up for it.
It was a normal hari for flippy. Breakfast, newspaper. He got his mail from the mailbox. Nothing new, nothing great. Then one letter caught his eye. It berkata on the front in bold letters “You Have Been Called To Serve In The Hunger Games.” flippy dreaded this day. “called to serve again?” he thought. “figures, a war hero having to serve again, I might as well read the rest of this letter. He opened it up, expecting the worst. “please god, not Vietnam.” he prayed. He was surprised at what was written. It didn't seem war-like at all. “Dear tribute, anda have been chosen to compete in the Hunger Games. There are many lebih tributes like you, anda may have ally’s but there will only be one winner. Come to the capital city tomorrow afternoon. We gave anda a map in case anda don't know the area.” flippy pulled out a map deeper in the envelope. He could drive there. It's just a competition. Tomorrow afternoon. He would go. He put the letter in his pocket for later. “maybe it'll be fun.” he thought. “the name sounds cool, I know that much.” whatever was in store for flippy, he was up for it.