Hey everyone! I've decided to do one reaping at a time, so sit back and enjoy Venice Malimo's bloodthirsty reaping!
I smile as I hurl another knife toward the dummy. I am going to win the Hunger Games. I know it. My hyperactive brother comes running toward me, the little freak.
"Venice! Mom says the reaping will start soon! Come on!"
I wave at him in annoyance as I pull my knife out of the dummy. I can't wait to volunteer so I can win and we can live in a big house where I don't have to see him as much.
I trudge inside and pull on a pink sleeveless gown, showing off my figure. I really don't like girly stuff but if it helps me win the games then it's worth it.
My brown hair tickles my shoulders as I twist the back into a loose braid, leaving the front to hang, setting off my chocolate colored eyes.
My mother calls me for the reaping and I jolt in excitement. The time has come, and I race out the door.
Minutes later I stand, waiting for the names to be called. The name is called and instantly I yell
"I volunteer!" as loudly as I can. Everyone turns to look but I ignore them as I race up the stage, smiling at the startled escort. I announce my name loudly, almost yelling
"Venice Malimo!"