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My body tenses in fear and shock as my was called for the hunger games. I look for my brother, Martin. I hear the other citizen talk about me. The crowd seperates as I walk up to the stage. I run the wooden stair and stand next to Redwick Wellwood Who picked my name. "Thank you, Iris Hearthly" He exclaims. His eys were light green. His hair was dyed a light blonde. He was beutuful. "Now for the male tribute!" He yells into the audiance of Discrict 11. He reached in the glass bowl he pulls out a slip of paper with a name on it. "Martin Hearthly." My jaw dropped. I see my mother drop in tears as Martin walks up to the stage. I stare at him and take a deep breath. I run over to give him a big bear hug. "Time to go" Redwick sid as he grabbed both of our shoulders. I was going in the 32th Hunger Games