The Hunger Games (The Hunger Games, #1)

by Suzanne Collins

Electrified or not, the fence has been successful at keeping the flesh-eaters out of District 12.

“I don’t want them to change me in there. Turn me into some kind of monster that I’m not.”

It’s the Capitol I hate, for doing this to all of us.

“How do you think he did it?” “Who? Did what?” Peeta asks. “Haymitch. How do you think he won the Games?” I say.

There’s something else about them, something that makes the hair rise up on the back of my neck, but I can’t put my finger on it.

The blonde hair, the green eyes, the number . . . it’s Glimmer.