Darkness. That's all I saw, I could hear the sound of my own heart beating fast. I look up to see him and his crimson smile. But I guess I should start from the beginning.
I woke up on a fine Saturday morning in my home in a place called District 4. I got up out of my warm bed, my feet hit the cold floor and my senses came back. That's when realization dawned on me. Today's the Reaping. I walk out of my room and go downstairs to see my mom, little brother, and my older sister in the kitchen getting some breakfast. I walk by my little brother and ruffle his hair. "What's happening munchkin?" In reply he pounded his meaty hand on his tray and gargled, "that's great" I smile at him. I went to get some breakfast, once I got it I sat at the table. There wasn't much talking today. You could sense the nervousness around, I had been lucky for the last 4 years, I was 16 now and hoping that I could make it to 5 years without being reaped. My mom finally spoke up "I have a dress for you" I looked at her and replied "Thanks mom, is it on my bed?" She nodded, clearly not wanting to say more. My name was in 36 times today, but I tried not to think about that. My older sister didn't have to worry about being reaped, last month she finally turned 19 the age when you're free of the burden of being reaped. I finished breakfast and got up. "I'll go get ready" I said, my mom nodded again. I started back to my room, I walked in and on my bed was a short, tan dress with a low ruffled neck. Next to it was a pair of matching tan flats. I took a bath and brushed out my hair leaving it to dry by itself. I got dressed and my mom comes in. She gasps and says, "You look gorgeous" she comes over to me "want me to do your hair?" I nodded and sat down on a stool. She put my hair into a perfect Dutch Braid, she puts a thin layer of makeup on me and I'm finished. "Are you ready to head down?" She asks. All I do is nod. We make it down and my mom, sister, and brother go to the roped off area, I stand in line and wait to get my finger pricked. "Next!" I hear the lady call, I hand her my hand and wince as she pricks my hand. She puts my the tip of my finger on the paper and scans it "Next!" I hear her yell as I walk away. I go stand with the other 16 year olds. After awhile the video starts and finishes. Our District 4 escort starts to talk. "Happy Hunger Games! May the odds be ever in your favor!" Her voice is bubbly, "We'll do gentlemen first!" She walks over to a glass bowl and sticks her hand in. She digs it around and pulls out a slip of paper and goes back to her microphone. She clears her voice and opens the slip and reads it "Our District 4 boy tribute is… LARE CROSSWICK!" A boy about, I'm guessing, 17 comes up to the stage he has blonde hair and blue eyes and he looks handsome. "Now for the ladies!" She walks over to the other bowl and sticks her hand in, digging around once again. She pulls out another piece of paper and heads to her microphone. She opens it and reads it with a clear, pristine voice. "Our District 4 girl tribute is… AMYLITH PAIGE!" My heart almost stops. That was my name!
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