GLOSS
When my sister was reaped I couldn't describe the pain I felt. My sister, sweet Cashy, had been reaped. Don't get me wrong; I knew she could win. Still though, there is always that slim chance of a different outcome, and that outcome tortured me day and night. Most nights I tried consoling my mother. "Gloss," she would say with tears streaming down her face. "Tell me she will win. Swear to it! SWEAR TO IT!" by this point my father had to come in and calm her down. I realized that money can't buy you everything. We were on the wealthy side of wealthy district 1. But money couldn't save my sister. Nothing could. My sweet sister, was on her own
We had trained; me more than her. Still she could through knives with impossible aim and accuracy. She was in essence, 'a career'. She was beautiful; flowing long blonde hair, and sparkling emerald eyes. Even at 16, the boys were head-over-heels with her, and I, big brother Gloss, took care of her.
I forced myself to remember better times. Times of our childhood, and early teen, leading up to the reaping.
Hello! Lexi is here! I know I already have another story, but I have really wanted to do this.
Enjoy! It will be about Gloss and Cashmere's childhood, and in the games.
LEXI
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