CH 1-Reapings

Murray Leeson, Disrict 6:

The sound of three year old brother howling downstairs wakes me after a long night of nightmares. The reaping is today and I don't want to be picked because if I am, I most likely won't be returning.

I get in the bath and pour the boiled water into the tub. I scrub my self with the shampoo and get out and dry off.

When I go downstairs I see the usual breakfast, 3 cylinder shaped rolls with a imprinted 6 on them and butter for each of my family members. I guess we should be lucky we have food at all seeing as we are a middle class district.

I eat and drink the water my mother put out.

"Murray you need to get ready for the reaping" my mother says.

I climb up the stairs to get ready. I put on the dress clothes for the reaping.

My mother comes in and attempts to comb my curly blond hair, but she soon abandons it.

I walk downstairs, all my family is still eating.

"I'm going to the square now I'll see you after the reaping" I say.

"Son, It'll be ok". My dad says with a pat on the shoulder.

I give my little brother a hug and tell him I'll see him soon. His crying as I hug my mother and walk out the door towards the square.

Isobel Fray, District 6:

I wait in the 13 year old section of the District 6 town square. I look around for Mala, my best friend. She's 7 people to my left. She looks at me and nods. I know what she means,

Me and her only have 4 slips in the bowl. Safe as usual. I feel bad for the poor kids of the District, they usually get reaped but not always.

Our mayor steps up and begins his long, boring speech about the dark days and how they must never be repeated. "Oh hurry up! Just pick one of the poor kids already" I think.

After he finally finished he introduces our escort. He begins with how it is an honor to represent District 6 and how we should be proud to be here. That's a whole lot of bs. The district is crappy. We have a huge morpholin problem that as corrupted our victors as well.

"Now time to choice one courageous boy and girl to represent District 6 in the 17th Hunger Games. Ladies first"

She walks to the glass ball with every girls name on it. She reaches into the ball and pulls out a slip. She walks back to the microphone and screams the name.

"Patty Orb!" She yells into the microphone.

A 14 year old blind girl walks toward the stage with a stick searching the ground. Her mother is on her knees crying and her father is aloud to help her to the stage.

What I do next I don't even think about but I step out and scream "I volunteer as tribute" before the girl makes it to the stage. The girl lets out a sigh, her mother stands, and her father rushed her back to the crowd.

I look over to my mother and father and expect to see looks of sadness but they are not they are looks of pride.

The family of the blind girl that was reaped raises three finger of their left hand and put them to their mouth and raise them.

What the family did now has spread to the entire population of district six. Everyone in the square is now doing the salute.

The escort continues pulling a name of a 16 year old boy with brown eyes and short curly hair.

We are rushed inside the Justice Building to wait for our families to say goodbye.

District 1 Reapings:

Tala Kol, District 1:

I wake up fast and jump out of my bed into the shower. Today is the day. The day I volunteer for the hunger games.

I comb my jet black hair and have it going straight down my back and I put on a sunset orange dress with matching lipstick.

I walk downstairs and eat breakfast I hug my family as we make our way down to the square. We pass poorer families who have children with no looks of concern. Of course they don't. If they are picked someone will volunteer for them.

We arrive at the square and I make my way to the 17 year old section. I get closest to the stage to make sure no one volunteers instead of me.

The mayor and escort give their speeches and then begin the reaping. The girl that's called isn't even worried because 1 second after the name leaves the escorts mouth I run to the stage and say "I volunteer".

Mason Taile, District 1:

That girl that just volunteered was top of our class. She will be a good to make an alliance with.

The escort reads the name and as soon as she does me and three other boys sprint at the stage. I get there first and say I volunteer.

"There you have ladies and gentlemen. The tributes from district 1, Mason Taile and Tala Kol. Shake hands you two" The escort says. We shake hands and then turn around and we both smile at the camera, letting the other tributes who watch this know we will kill them.