WHAT IF I HADN'T
The Hunger Games was written by Suzanne Collins. I do not own this series. My younger sister wrote this story.
I wake up in the morning on the day that everyone has nightmares about on the night before- the reaping day. My clothes are drenched with sweat and I'm still panting from my nightmare. I get up from my bed, but I'm still shaky. I'm nervous that I'll be reaped for The Hunger Games. These bloody, terrible games show that the Capitol has complete control over the people of Panem. You see, years ago the rebels of Panem wanted freedom from the Capitol, and had started a rebellion, but lost. To show us that our lives are in their hands, The Hunger Games were born. Everyone hates these Games except the people of Districts 1,2, and 4. Those are the careers.
I make my breakfast but I just cannot swallow my food. My mother seems she can't eat either. I try to dress my best, so I dress in a blue floral skirt and a blue blouse. I don't bother to take a shower. My family and I are ready, so we head toward the town square- the first step of the horror. I already see the escort, Jago (Jay-Go) standing by the reaping balls. I also see Ximun, the mayor of District 5. And then there's Odelia. She was on Morphling for a couple of years, but switched to alcohol to get away from the horror of the Games. She is the most recent victor for 5, and will be mentoring this year's District 5 tributes for the Games. She has been mentoring 5's tributes for 10 years, but hasn't had any victors yet. I hear the mayor talking, so the horror begins- I mean reaping. The mayor goes on about the Dark Days and how The Hunger Games were born. The, I see Jago go for the girl tribute's ball first. My heart's pounding as hard as it can go. Then, I see he has a card in his hand.
"It's not me, it's not me, it's not me", I think. And then, he says my name.