Reaping Day. The day that another two children from our district, district 11, will get given a death sentence. Its been that both of the kids from our district die very early in the games. They always leave thinking they got something special, that they got what it takes to out-smart the people who have been training for this their entire lives. They leave with promises, to their friends and family, that they will return to them soon. But then their loved ones hear the scream and the boom of the canon that follows and the last bit of hope is stolen from their body.
Last year a 14 year old and a 17 year old were chosen from our district. We thought we had a chance, until we saw the tributes from district 1, two 17 year olds, they towered over the over tributes and looked like they could crush them in their hands. They stole all the hope from us. Of course it came down to them both but with 1 strong knife throw the 14 year old was down.
Last night we all went to the place where we would be in just over 12 hours. They said what they say every year ' This year will be better, our tributes will rise above the competition!' No one believed it. After that our district was sent home to enjoy the evening, and for two families it would be their last evening together. I shoved the thought out my head as my mother called ' Allie, come down for dinner!' We ate the best food we have all year and had fun. My older sister, Lillian is 18 and it was her last year, last year, I wished it was my last year too but it was only my second, I am 13.
Lily woke me up with breakfast, bread, butter and orange juice, mum came down ate abit and asked me why I wasn't ready ' You got only 10 minutes before you have to be there!' I leaped up, ran upstairs, had a shower, dryed my hair and put on a plain navy dress. I then put my hair up in a pony tail and clipped back my fringe. When I got down stairs dad was there and we heard the noise that told us we had to go.
When I got to the courtyard that we were all held in, I started to panic. All of a sudden I was getting flashbacks to last year, my first year. But I then noticed people were looking at me so I took a deep breath and carried on walking. I got signed in and joined the crowed of children. We waited for what seemed like forever but eventually Effie came on stage. She was wearing a light purple wig, dark purple dress and black shoes. She tapped the microphone and started her welcome. ' Hello young ones, today we will select one brave girl and courageous boy, for the honer of representing your district in this years annual Hunger Games!' Then she took off her glove and exclaimed ' As usual, ladies first!' She then walked over to the glass ball and shot her hand in; she started moving her hand around and as she did I could hear the sound of my heart beating ,at 1000 miles per hour, in my ear. Eventually Effie pulled out a slip of paper and on that paper would be the name of the girl whose life was going to end.
She opened it up and read it out loud. People were gasping all around the crowed and some people cried like a baby. In some ways it made me happy that she read my name out. At least I know people will miss me.
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