The 56th Annual Hunger Games!
A fan-fiction by
Richard Kenton
One
The Reaping
My eyes shot open, escaping me from my nightmares. I'm sweating and shaking. I peel the sticky blanket from my legs. I slide out of bed my feet coming in contact with the cold wooden floorboards. I walk over to my mirror, which now has a crack in it because my father got drunk and took a mental rage, destroying most of the things in my room. I look at the bedside table he smashed to pieces a few days ago.
I only have a few minutes to get ready before going to the reaping.
I stand in the town square of District 5. I'm standing with my two best friends Gloria and Olive. We watch Carmel Littleton step onto the stage outside the Justice Building.
Carmel said the speech she says every year about the rebellion over 56 years ago and why the Hunger Games was created.
She then announces it is time to draw the names from the big bowls.
"Ladies first!" Carmen shouts walking over to the bowl containing the girls names. There are exactly 3856 slips of paper in that bowl! 17 of them had 'Arrinna Fabingham' wrote on them in careful writing!
Carmen reaches her hand into the bowl and moves it round then violently grabbed a slip of paper and yanked it out of the bowl! She walked back over to the microphone it was so silent we can hear her shoes clicking against the concrete.
Carmen purses her lips and opened the slip of paper...
Everyone held their breath. Carmen's capitol voice broke the silence by reading out the name...
"Arrinna Fabingham." Everyone breathes a sigh of relief except for me!
I drop to my knees trying to take in that I've just been called to be sent to my death!
"Arrinna please come up here!" Carmen pipes! I slowly stand up feeling every ones eyes on me. Tears run down my cheeks, I struggle to breathe. Every step I take is bringing me closer to my death. I climb onto the stage trembling.
"Now for the boys!" says Carmen
She walks over to the boys bowl and reads out...
"Joshua Critson!" I can see straight away who this name belongs to. I see Joshua in the crowd, his face as pale as snow.
He walks over to the stage his eyes meet mine, I know if I ever want to come home I will have to kill this boy! Joshua is only 13 he won't last long in the arena! He will probably die in the blood battle at the Cornicopia, but I can't imagine myself lasting long either!
"Thank You! Happy Hunger Games and May the Odds be Ever in your favour!" Carmen says. We then get taken through the Justice Building doors. Getting are last look at District 5...