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The Hunger Games: Cato's Story

Life in District 2

I'm Cato, here in district 2 we are known for stone work, all the districts are assigned to different 'jobs' for example district 1 is luxury, district 3 is electronics, 4 is fishing, 7 is lumber, 11 is agriculture and 12 is mining. All together there are 12 districts, there were 13 however it was terminated. All the districts are controlled by the capitol, the filthy rich capitol that make us districts work like slaves. I should think of myself as lucky, districts 1 and 2 are treated better than districts like those in 12 but it's still nothing great.

In just a day it's the 'reaping'. Every year the capitol host's 'The Hunger Games' which is a televised show that the capitol citizens watch for entertainment. A male and female tribute is reaped from each district to fight in a computer programmed arena against each other. As I say it's either kill or be killed! Only one tribute can come out of the arena will be the 74th game, one day I will volunteer to show that I am brave and to do my district proud, the idea of the games sicken me but I don't want to just sit around and do nothing for my district. Not anymore.

I want to volunteer for district 2 and I will...

I walk outside to get some fresh air, and then I see George. I don't have any siblings but George is like a younger brother to me, he's only 14 and he is the most important person in my life along with Clove. Clove is my girlfriend, well I say girlfriend its more like my romantic interest."George!" I yell with excitement, he turns around and runs towards me with a big grin on his pale white face, his green eyes light up and I brush the dust out of his thick brown hair as I hug him tightly.

"Cato, I haven't seen you in ages, I'm so happy to see you" he sais,

"yeah, I'm sorry I've been busy working lately, you know how it is" I reply. George's mother comes out of the house and calls him in for dinner,

"I'm sorry I have to go" George explains, "I wish I could spend more time with you Cato, with it being the reaping tomorrow and everything, I may be picked, it may be the last time…"

I cut him of at this point and say "don't worry your little head about the reaping, you're not going into the games, I promise," I say with a comforting tone. He smiles and runs to his mother. This is the last time I see George until the morning of the reaping…