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Primrose Everdeen, District 12.

Prim never wanted to kill anyone, but that all changed when she was reaped and Katniss couldn't volunteer.

"Primrose Everdeen!" Effie shouted to the crowd in her shrill voice. The faces of the girls in District 12 were filled with relief, except one girl. Prim panicked at once, and looked around frantically like a deer in headlights. "Come on up dear!" Effie says motioning for Prim to come forward. Prim steps up stiffly and shakes Effie's cold hands. She quickly scanned the audience for Katniss. She had fainted, and the peacekeepers were taking her away.

Prim's mother was trailing behind them. Prim felt like dropping to the floor. She was going to die no matter what. She could never kill someone, or something. Even if she survived the first day, it would be disastrous. A fat tear rolled down her cheek, but she didn't even bother to wipe it. "Now for our boy tribute!" Effie says as she trots to the male reaping bowl.

"Peeta Mellark!" Then, a boy about maybe sixteen or seventeen walks up and takes his place. Prim's mind is racing with thoughts. I'm going to die, I'm going to die, I'm going to die in the arena. Nothing positive would come to mind. Suddenly, disrupting her rapid train of thought, the peacekeepers shoved her and Peeta into the Justice Building. They were placed in seperate rooms, alone until their loved ones were allowed inside.

Prim sat down on a velvet colored chair and stared at the rich place. Instantly bursting into tears when the peacekeepers left. When Katniss came in she practically ran to Prim. "Don't worry, everything is going to be okay," she was saying through her own tears. "No I won't!" Prim said louder than she wanted. "I'm going to die during the first few minutes," Primrose said in a quieter voice this time.

"Don't say that..." Katniss was saying while hugging Prim. Their mother also embraced them both, and soon the three minutes minutes. Prim gave a hopeful look at her sister and mother, but the peacekeepers blocked her view. She would never see them again, or Buttercup and Lady... Buttercup and Lady! She never said goodbye to them! The thought made her weep more.

She sat alone on the chair, staring at nothing, thinking about was she was going to do. She knew her life was over already...

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