Hey guys! This is my first fanfic so please take it easy on me.

The story is about a fourteen year-old girl who must compete in the Hunger Games hope you like it!

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I look at myself in the mirror trying to keep my eyes away from my face, I'm wearing a simple black dress with black shoes and my golden half moon necklace, I look as if I was going to a funeral but I thought it was appropriate, after all wasn't today reaping day ?

"You look nice." I turn around to find uncle Woof looking at me. Woof has dark brown eyes, graying hair, a slightly crooked nose from all the fights he's gotten himself into, and is usually drunk , but not today, today he is sober enough to walk straight and speak sense but it won´t last long, after all this year is his turn to mentor. He isn't really my uncle but he was my father´s best friend and I love him as if he was my uncle.

" No I don't." I say. And it's true he just love me too much to see it.

He just sighs and says"When will you be able o see yourself properly." before leaving the room. He is always telling me I'm beautiful but I'm not, I have long brown hair, green eyes, and I'm tall for my age but still I'm not beautiful, I'm just me.

I turn away from the mirror and walk over to my bed pulling a little box that´s under it. I open the box to find the smiling face of my brother staring up at me, we looked nothing alike, he had dirty blonde hair, had an athletic body and unlike me he was absolutely gorgeous, there was only one trait we shared and that was the identical green eyes. He had been older than me for eight years but still he had been my best friend. I change the picture and see my parents smiling at the camera with Woof in between them, he is also smiling, he doesn't do that anymore. The next picture is one of my favorites; it is a picture of my aunt Celia looking happy, young, and healthy in her lap is a laughing little girl with my eyes, I don't know that girl anymore.

I put the box away because I'm in real danger of crying and I hate to look weak so instead I walk out of the house and make my way to the district square where the reaping will take place.

I live in district five so on my way I find many energy plants of all sorts on my way. You´d think that living in a district that produces energy we´d have electricity at all times right? Wrong, we are constantly in need of electricity because most of it is used in the Capitol, the rest is used in the districts, and a very small amount is used in five, more than half of that small amount is used in the electricity fence leaving us all in the dark.

When I arrive at the square I go to the fourteen year-old section and wait. Many of the kids here are crying or hugging someone, I envy them because I have no one to hug but I'm also glad for them at least they'll have another year of safety, the girls at least. I know for sure this year I'm getting reaped.

I watch as the mayor walks up the stage and feel my body tense, I hate this man. Everyone loved my father, he had tried to make things better in the district when he´d been mayor, but I think that everyone agrees with me when I say that this man is a monster. I wait as he gives his speech, when he's finished our escort, a small bubbly woman named Vibia Wander, walks up. I'm trying hard not to laugh, this year she is dressed in head-to-toe fluorescent green with baby blue skin; this is her worst look yet. "Happy 68th Hunger Games everyone! And may the odds be ever in your favor!" she says before her traditional "Ladies first!"

I don´t even blink an eye when she calls out "Emily Blackbird."

So what did you think! I'm sorry if it was too long but I had to add those things.

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