She walked up to the microphone with a smile. It seemed as if she was excited to pull our names out of the bowl and watch or loved ones cry helplessly knowing that they might have to watch their child die. This was horrible to think about but all to true.

Effie started talking announcing that there will be one twist to the games this year. She announced that there will be not two but three tributes from each district competing against each other in the games this year, and only one can win. As she watched the shocked people's faces she smiled and walked over to the girl bowl announcing that ladies must go first. She slowly stuck her hand in the bowl and mixed the paper around. Slowly her hand came out of the glass bowl and she opened the piece of paper and walked over to the microphone and announced the name. it was the worst thing I have ever heard coming from someone. They said my name. out of all of those names mine. I stood there still and not able to move at all. still and not sure what would happen. I suddenly felt something touch my arm. I looked over and there was a peace keeper pulling me up to the stage I was speechless. By then Effie was pulling the next name out of the bowl. She slowly put her hand in the bowl and picked the card that was on the card on the very top opened it and walked over to the microphone and read the name. It was as if it was in slow motion I heard the name Peeta Melark. The boy who gave me the bread and saved me, and my family. He slowly walked up to the stage shocked and in horror. All while this was happening Effie was choosing another name from the boys bowl. This time she slowly stuck her hand in the bowl and pulled out another name. At least I know that Prim will be ok but gale… who knows.