It had been two weeks since the dreadful news had been aired on all televisions of panem. Today was the reaping.

Last night was the worst of my life, I barely slept all in all, I think I slept for about forty five minutes off and on.

I had nightmares about Annie and what could happen to her if she was selected. I tried really hard not to think about it and think of our happy memories instead. Annie had won her games a year previous to mine. She had been my mentor. We spent more time being romantic and soppy than actually training. For once in my life I didn't mind being so close to a woman, I think it was because she was a genuine person from the same district as myself so we had a connection. Whereas all of my other relationships Were with over the top capital ladies with false eye lashes with dainty little flowers and glittery wigs and boas who had plenty of plastic surgery, yes the capital had sold my body to young women desperate to get married to any man, at all! These women struck gold getting a guy who hav won the game of all games. But I managed to worm out of marriage quite a few times.
NO, NO, NO... I was getting bad thoughts into my head again. By that stage It was 5:30am so I decided to get up

I made myself a cup of milk with cinnomen to ease the pain taking over my stomach. The pain felt like I was being ripped apart by a pride of lions that haven't eaten for weeks, it was overriding my seances, I felt limp and half dead even though I had no injuries what so ever. The milk helped a lot. When I was sad I always turned to milk, if I fell I had milk, if I bleed I have milk, if I vomit I have milk and if I have a head ache I always get milk. I don't know why but milk has always done something to help me. I could never turn to Annie anymore since she became unwell because she doesn't even know her own problems never mind anyone else's.

I had an other glass of warm milk while eating a bowl of wheat.

By then it was 7:00 am so I went for a walk around the victors village and some shops and stalls I bought a pineapple at a market then I went to a shop called
Bella's boutique of beauty
I went in and bought some ribbon and lace for Annie to put on a dress.

She has always enjoyed dress making and designing as she could express her feelings through fabric colours and textures.

When I got back to the victors village I saw Annie peering through her window in her lounge, I went over to see of she was okay because it was only 8:00am and normally she doesn't even wake up until about 10:00 o'clock. I started walking in the direction of her house and she ran to her door to great me

I gave her the ribbons and lace, she ran upstairs and got to work while I cut up the pineapple,

when I had finished I took a piece and popped it in mouth and ran up stairs. I knocked her bedroom door and came in she had just finished her dress,

it was beautiful, bright red with black lace stitched on the bottom and a collar at the neckline also made of the lace and a black ribbon to take it in at the middle. It was gorgeous. I helped her into it. I said she should wear it to the victor reaping, she agreed.

We went back down stairs and ate more pineapple.

After, I went back to my house to get ready, I put on a black pair of trousers with a white shirt and red buttons, I tied my shoes and did my hair and left to collect Annie and bring her to the town square.