Hey everyone! This was the story called 56th Annual Hunger Games that I wrote. The site deleted it because it was "interactive" and therefore against rules apparently. So it is still your tributes that have been submitted but the only chapters will be that of the story (reaping, interviews, etc). enjoy the Games. You may have already read this chapter, but for those who haven't here it is! Please review.
District 1
Girl:
This moment. Right now. The exuberance of the crowd making a warm feeling flow through my body. Today is the day I will finally get to participate in the annual Hunger Games. All the other times – the past 5 years- I've been too slow volunteering, but not today.
Imagine, all that glory, all the recognition…all mine. Killing? It needs to be done to win. It doesn't really matter to me. They're all animals anyway. Anyone knows only District 1 really amounts to anything. 2 and 4? Sure they are well off, but 1 is still the best. We have the diamonds, the jewels, and the money. We are the closet to the Capitol, and, frankly, the highest percentage of Games winners have come from District 1.
Our escort, Pharin Jenks, takes the stage, his words drowned out by the roar of the stands. The Capital building is adorned in Panem banners and bathed in bright colors. I can barely hear Pharin's introductory speech over the blaring noise. Inwardly, I smile, knowing that whatever he says, I will be the one to take the stage. I will be a District 1 tribute.
My friends Marty and Jade stand next to me. They too want to be in the Games, have that chance to show what they're made of. Yet this year, we made a pact, it was my turn. They wouldn't volunteer, wouldn't say anything. I'm grateful for that. Marty turns to me and smiles. She I can trust to uphold the pact. Jade too.
Gingerly, for suspense's sake, Pharin casts his hand into the jar holding girls names. I brace myself for the outburst of people all wanting to take the poor girl's place. I myself prepare to raise my own voice in volunteer.
Opening the card, Pharin reads out "Lisla Parks." The little girl doesn't even have the chance to register her fate before I jump in.
"I volunteer! I, Kayte Bowan, volunteer as tribute!"
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