Reaping

Walking to the reaping,

Heart filling up with fear,

Knowing that it could be me;

I may have to leave here.

It's not like district 12

Is my very favourite place,

But if I wasn't here,

Much worse things I'd have to face.

Death could lie round the corner,

At the young age of sixteen

If that little slip of paper

Says Katniss Everdeen

By Elly xxx

I apologise for the rubbishness but I wrote this just now in under five minutes (literally, I wanted to see if I could write a decent poem in a minute so I set a timer but this took three minutes and six seconds )