sorry if it's not that good. i have dyslexia, but i love wrighting so here is my chapter.
On the day of the reaping of the 75th Hunger Games, I was with my twin brother in our yard.
Tensions were riding high, among the inhabitants of the Seam in particular. Why? Well, the residents of the Seam are much poorer than the merchants of the town. We are offered tesserae, for grain and oil, to make coarse bread and for fuel.
In return, our names are entered into the reaping for the Hunger Games, again and again (this could go on forever!), the number increasing as we go through our teenage years. It is a sad reality, but what can we do?
From the years of twelve to eighteen, we are at our most vulnerable.
It isn't a nice feeling obviously, that one day you may be chosen, and have to fight for your district along with another person and physically kill someone.
I have always hated the idea of the Hunger Games, I always thought that this was just a way for the Capitol to get back at the districts for the Rebellion. Oh, those were dark times. The stories are horrific, each one scarier than the last.
One year ago, one of my brother's best friends had been picked, Katniss Everdeen was her name. She was very lucky to survive. However, she was skilled in hunting and could use a bow and arrow especially well. She is known throughout District twelve for her clean shot. She can shoot an arrow through the eye of any animal.
Katniss is well respected in the Seam, because she is willing to fight for the good of her family. She is popular and gorgeous. She has no idea about this, which makes her even more likeable.
This is why the Hunger Games is so personal to me. Katniss was like an older sister to me. She fed my family for years, along with my older brother. She is like family and I was delighted to learn of her victory.
When she came back, Gale, my brother had gone to the mines and I had started to go hunting with Katniss. She had taught me how to shot animals, how to set traps and how to tell which plant were good to eat and which were good at healing, she also told me which once would kill with on bite.
We had got to know each other very well, though I never told her what I was capable of with my mind. No one knows except for Chris (my twin brother and the capital) not even my mother. Even though he knows what I could do he was still nerves when it came to reaping day. Not for himself but for me.
We had been in the yard since dawn practicing shooting. I always got too caught up in it that I forgot everything else around me. For all I cared, all that existed was me and that bow. So when my mother came and told us that it was time to go, I was still in my causally clothes. I didn't have any time to change so had to go in them.
Standing with all the other girls my age I felt so out of place, they were all wearing dainty dresses and frilly frocks. Meanwhile, I was wearing my dirty t-shirt and torn pants, along with mud splattered shoes.
The crowd then fell silent and Effie, the escort of District twelve, stood up.
Apparently, in the Capitol, Effie is highly fashionable. Personally, I don't see is famous for her collection of wigs. Well today, on this momentous (notice the sarcasm) occasion, she decided to wear her violet wig.
Their fashion is getting stranger every day (and to start with, Capitol fashion was always…haute couture). The minds of the Capitol's designers are addled, if they really think that they look good.
"Happy Hunger Games!" shouted Effie in to the microphone, temporarily deafening all of us within ten feet of the speakers.
Though we didn't need to hear to know what she was saying next, as we had already heard her speech enough times, too recite it in our sleep.
My hearing came back, just in time to hear her say "May the odds be ever in your favour."
I shivered in nervousness. This is the year of the 75th Hunger Games.
Mayor Undersee began his annual speech. This speech consists of the history of the Rebellion , and subsequent Hunger Games
"This year there will be a change, because it's the 75th year. As you all know, every twenty five years, the objective of the Hunger Games changes slightly. Though this year it will be even more exciting that all of the previous year. You may notice, that there the usual omnipresent balls are missing from the stage."
The Mayor abruptly stops, looking at the crowd before him.
"There are two slips with the name of a girl and a boy on them. These people are not like everyone else here. They are special."
The way he said it, told us that he thinks the pair chosen are freaks. Then he carries on.
"These two people are known by the Capitol, and in each district there are two, a girl and a boy. The people that are dear to them, are not even allowed to know who there are, well until this present moment. The thing that is so amazing about them is, that they have magical powers."
I hear a sigh of relief from all of the people around me, they know that they are not going to be the one in the arena this year. I am not so optimistic and hopeful, because I know that I have been chosen. The colour drains from my face. I must have looked like a corpse.
Mia, my best friend takes my hand and squeezes it.
"Don't worry. You are not in that envelope. All of us hope that we might have magic powers, and could throw people through the air with our minds or something."
Then another of my friends from school comes over and asks us the question, we all want to know the answer to.
"Who do you think the girl in the envelope is?"
Silence falls over the crowd, and everyone stops talking abruptly.
All of my friends are smiling, because they know that they won't be called up onto the stage. However, on the other hand, I am mentally preparing myself to walk up those dreaded stairs; wondering what their faces will be like when they find out that there best friend is a freak.
And, how my mum will feel, when she finds out that I have been hiding such a big secret from her.
I can feel my heart pounding in my chest.
I take a deep breath, while I watch Effie slowly open the envelope, her beam permanently plastered on her face.
"The female tribute from Districted twelve is… Violet Hawthorne."
My friends stare at me shocked, mouths wide open.
All I do is take a long breath, and walk up onto the stage, staring out into the crowds trying to find mum. I panic when I can't find her, until I see Gale watching me, in horror.
"And the male tribute is…David Hofstadter."
I didn't even know that person. Well at least, it would be easier to kill him if I didn't know him. I can't believe, that I am thinking those thoughts.
After the names had been called, we were both led into the Justice building and there we waited. Our family and friends arrived shortly afterwards.
My twin brother, Chris came to me first. He looked at me in solemn silence.
"Violet, just remember that you have full control of your powers. Unlike many others, you can control your powers with a bit of concentration.. Violet, you are so strong. I have seen you fight. I have seen you hunting with Katniss. You will be fine, but that doesn't mean that I am okay with this."
And the most unbelievable thing happens. My twin brother begins to cry. I hug tightly, like my life depends on it.
After my brother left, I contemplated what he had to tell me. I probably wouldn't be the only person, to be able to control their powers. The tributes from Districts one, two and four will be able to control their powers as well.
Another thing that made me nervous, was that all of us were given these wristbands that drained our power.
The next person to come and see me was my best friend Mia, she was the one that had hold my hand and told me that my name was not in that envelope.
She was the opposite of right.
"What are your powers?" she asks me quietly, all her usual happiness disappearing in a blink of an eye.
I didn't even get to answer, because the guards come in and drag her out.
My mum didn't come. I think it was too much for her to cope with, learning that her daughter was a freak and if that was not enough that she would be participating in the hunger games.
The reason they were doing this was, to get a lot more people betting, on the games therefore getting more money. I had worked, that out the moment, they said what this year hunger games would be.
After thinking this the guards came in with Katniss and said that it was time to set off to the Capitol.
So that is what we did. We set of to the Capitol.
We got into the luxurious car. I have never been in a car before. I like it.
As I thought that, we drove off to the train station.
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