Hello! This is my first story! This is what would happen if Katniss had not volunteered for Prim. Enjoy and please leave constructive criticism.
As I woke up in my house in District 12, I noticed my sister, Katniss, was gone. My cat, Buttercup, was sleeping. Today is my first Reaping. The Reaping is where they choose the Tributes in the Hunger Games. The Hunger Games, as I am told, are horrible punishments for kids like me and Katniss. I think it's between ages 12 and 18. My mom is sleeping nearby. Katniss has instructed me not to take tesserae, an extra ballot in exchange for food. From what I have seen TV, District 12 always loses.
As I climb out of bed, my mother wakes up.
"Hi, mom." I say.
"Hi, honey. Are you almost ready?"
"No. I'm going to take a bath, then get dressed."
"Ok."
As I took a bath, I thought about Katniss. She could be killed for hunting in the woods. The Capitol is very strict about his. In District 12, they mostly ignore us.
When I am done, Katniss comes home.
"Hi, Prim!"
"Hi."
"Tuck in your tail, little duck!" she joked.
