The heat of the bread burned into my skin, but I clutched it tighter, clinging to life.


The Hunger Games (ed. 2009)


The heat of the bread burned into my skin, but I clutched it tighter, clinging to life.

The heat of the bread burned into my skin, but I clutched it tighter, clinging to life.

The heat of the bread burned into my skin, but I clutched it tighter, clinging to life.

The heat of the bread burned into my skin, but I clutched it tighter, clinging to life.