HI! I started writing this for a class, and decided it could really do some good on Fanfiction... so enjoy!(:
INTRODUCTION...
I stand shocked at what had just happened. I could swear the name I
heard hadn't been mine but only... It was. Effie Trinket, our
district's escort, had just unmistakably called my name out over the
whole of District 12. All of Panem, really. "Fiviya Nightlock." She
called out again impatiently. Yeaup, I'm screwed. I straighten my
back and walk up to our make-shift stage in the town square. It's
boards creek in the eerie silence under my feet. I come to her somewhat
shyly as she congratulates me. But there would be no joy in the
achievement. Because today was the reaping. And I had just been drawn
for female tribute. I was about to fight till death until one tribute
remained, and I was surely not the one to come out alive. Surely I
would not have the strength to out last the others. I would be
surprised if I lasted ten seconds in the arena. But I was choiceless,
because when Effie asked the crowd for a volunteer to take my place,
the whole district was silent, and I did not expect them to be anything
but.
