The 70th Hunger Games
Chapter 1: The Reaping
Tomorrow is the reaping, and my chances are low for being the girl tribute for District 11 hunger games.
I am still worried about tomorrow what if I get reaped, or worse my 12 year old sister Angel. She wouldn't stand a chance in the arena. She is still scared of the dark, how would she survive in the arena alone with angry kids hunting her.
It is almost 12 pm and I am in the forest alone sitting by the campfire alone when I here leaves getting crushed and sticks being snapped in half.
I turn around and see a girl with dark clothes, and her hair is blowing in the wind. It is my friend Mable.
"What are you doing out here so late?" She asks. "I needed sometime alone before the reaping, I was going to head back to my cabin in a bit."
I put out the fire and walk back to the my house with Mable.
I lay down in my bed, tossing and turning and I can't fall asleep.
I feel breathing down my neck, and turn my head slightly to see a girl holding a knife to my neck.
I throw her off me and run as far as I can, as a knife kills me, I jolt awake crying.
I look at the clock and it is 7:30am and the reaping starts in a hour, I better get ready. I wake my sister and we arrive just before the reaping begins.
The escort walks over to the mic and gabs on about the Dark Days.
She walks over to the boys bowl and picks out a name.
"Ian Fox!" says Claudia the escort. Claudia walks to the girls bowl and picks out a slip of paper.
"Mable Clementine!" She says
It can't be her, a tear drips from my eye.
She has no skills that could be useful in the arena, and I can't let her be killed in the games. I have to volunteer.
"I volunteer!" I say emotionally.
"what is your name?" Claudia says. "Chloe Smith ." I say.