I wake up in the morning, and realized that today is the day of the reaping. I am not afraid, but just of fear for my family that my name gets chosen.

"HAYMITCH! YOU BETTER GET READY FOR THE REAPING! RIGHT NOW" my mother shouted. I'm pretty sure that she woke up the entire district.

My younger brother, Francis started to jump around the house screaming that the reapings are today my mom told him to shut up and eat his breakfast. Oh what a good life we all live in.

My mother started to give me old reaping clothes of my dad's. "Put them on" she said. "You want to look nice for the reaping" I put on the scraps my mom gave me and started to head out. I went to visit Rosemary. To tell her that we'll be okay for the Quarter Quell.

I see her heading out of her house. She looked beautiful in her white dress with pink and green flowers on it. When she saw me her face lit up, and she started to walk towards me. I held her in my arms and gave her a kiss. "Good morning Rose" I said.

She laughs. "Good morning" she replies. "Are you nervous about the Quell?" she asks

"No, as long as you and I don't get reaped, I'm as happy as I can be right now."

She laughs again "Okay" she replies. I kissed her one more time before I started to head back home. Get a nice breakfast before the reaping. Also the Quarter Quell announcement is coming up. Wonder what's it going to be.

I walked in and our old video projector is already on. The announcement is going to be today. I sat down on the sofa with Francis as President Snow comes out and walks on the balcony. Oh how I hated him. Making the Hunger Games a tradition to all the districts. Someone should step up and stop this foolishness.

He goes and wishes us a happy hunger games. He goes to the bowl and draws out a envelope. He starts to read "On the fiftieth anniversary, as a reminder that two rebels died for each Capitol citizen, every district was required to send twice as many tributes."

As soon as he finished reading the envelope, I stared at the projectors as the Capitol jerks screamed and cheered "More the merrier" Well more the merrier for them. Sad and mournful for us.

My mom started to say "if only he could stop the games and let us live in peace." She sighs. Twice the tributes the games must last much longer and more horror brings to our district. But every district citizen is forced to watch it.

Francis started to cry and my mother carried him into her lap and started to whisper kind, soothing words to calm him down. The pain I feel for Francis. It was about 1 or 2 years ago when he watched his first Hunger Games. He still has nightmares about it. I started to take a walk around our house, thinking that if I get reaped, Francis surely will be scared to death. How can I protect my brother if I get reaped? And then there's Rosemary...The thought was to horrifying so I got it out of my head.

"Haymitch!" my mother shouted. "It's time." I looked at the clock. It was already 2 o'clock. It is time for the reaping. I think that if I survived the last 4 years, I'm pretty sure I can survive this year. Boy was I wrong.