"welcome to the first annual hunger games" a voice spoke over the loudspeaker. I was going to cry. Why was this what the government was doing. It was messed up and stupid. District seven was small so I had a pretty good chance of getting chosen considering I was put in the reaping 20 times. I guess i just jinxed myself because I was chosen along with this little skinny 12 year old. I couldn't help but laugh. He was pitiful and obviously going to die first but I took a deep breath and stopped laughing. We shook hands and I thought (I could crush this kids Bones right on the spot). I resented though because now my fears were getting the best of me. On the train I stayed quiet (I assumed the skinny boy in which I call bones thought I was avox or deaf or something.) when we got to the Capitol I couldn't help crying. I knew I was too weak to win. I sat in the little room and flicked on the television. I watched search of the districts' reaping ceremonies. I looked like an idiot walking up with my head down. Bones looked less idiotic than me. I walked away from the television. The train stopped while I was walking I tripped and fell on my face. Bones laughed. "Shutup" I said to him. We both got off the train and I looked at the other districts. A girl with dark hair, bangs, and dark mysterious eyes from district 12. A girl with bronze hair and hazelnut eyes from district 4. I remember district 9's male tribute the broadest he was small and looked around 14 or so he looked at me with bright blue eyes that seemed to tell a story like "get me out of here" or something like that. He seemed friendly and helpful, but I could only assume by his eyes. We all were called district by district to get to our bedrooms. My room was huge and it reminded me of my house only smaller. I couldn't go to sleep that night tommorow were the interviews.