Into the meadow: 87th Hunger Games SYOT Open!

by Booklover1314

We know the meadow is a wonderful place. Well now it isn’t so pleasent. Imagine a meadow where the flowers are poison; Where the grass is higher than any head. Where horrors greet you at every turn. Welcome to the 87th Hunger Games.

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Vidia Tyler

Age 15

It's raining again in district five. Tomorrow is reaping day. All things are going wrong for at least two kids in my district. I just hope I'm not one of them.

I've always loved the smell of rain. We had a drought last summer, so I've learned to charisma it. My mother loves rain, and flowers; at least she did. When she was alive.

Like most kids in my district, I've lost a parent. The orphanage here is much to crowded. So most children resort to living on their own, and in secret. They still attend school, and reapings, but besides then they never leave their houses.

Though the kids in my district are strong mentally, in the arena we don't have many strengths. The Power District doesn't have many weapons, though I fancy axes. They are just the most spectacular weapon.

My sisters voice brings me out of my thoughts. " Vidia," Cara calls. " It's time for work."

I know this is super short but I promise I write a lot longer than that. See you next time.