Sorry for not updating in a while. I've had a lot of stuff on including homework and writing an essay on the Fall of Rome is not my idea of fun. I'd much rather be writing this but sadly homework takes priority. I will also sort the other reapings back into order. Thanks for reading and remember to review!


District 9 Reapings-

Fawn Anderson-
'Reaping Day, Reaping Day' The words echo around in my head. I've watched reapings before, kids crying and screaming as they are brought to the stage. I was in the reaping last year, but this year something feels different. I have an uneasy feeling that I'm going to get reaped. I stare up at the roof, I gave up on trying to sleep a while ago. I can hear the soft breathing coming from the rest of my family. They're already asleep. I can feel my eyes getting heavy until I fall into the darkness that we call sleep.

I slip my legs out of the blankets that covered me and walk out into the kitchen. It's the main room in the house but still very small. There's the fire where we cook food over, the bench where we prepare it, the table where we eat it and a crappy old couch that's falling a part and facing the TV that we're forced to own. I grab some of the flatbread we make out of tesserae and start to eat. Ivy my 10 year old sister sits down next to me. "You nervous?" She asks. I nod and continue to eat. I look around the room, my mother is chatting with my younger brother Dax as she kneads dough, my older sister Ellena is helping my youngest sister Aya do a handstand whilst my dad claps and my other sister Esta is also eating. We may be poor and hungry but we're still happy.

Sander Jockson-
I stare out the window at the sea of grain. It's almost time for harvest so the grain is very tall. I imagine working there every day like my parents do and like I will do when I'm older. It doesn't look very fun. Of course nothing in my life is very fun. It's mostly about money, it seems like everything revolves around money. My parents will often say "we don't have enough money". I wonder what the world would be like without it?

I sit down at our wooden table and start to eat. It's Reaping Day today. The worst day of the year. I look forward to tommorow when it'll all be over. Today is my 12 year old sister Demeter's first reaping and my brother Barley's last. It is my third and my fifth last. Nobody's talking whilst we eat. Too nervous I suppose. I try to remember how many times my name is in the Reaping bowl. 9 times. Demeter is only in once and Barley is in it 36 times which is a lot. And if your name is picked, you die.

Well not always we sometimes have a victor but that's not very often. I notice the rest of my family has already left the table. My mother is comforting Demeter who is crying. I remember how nervous I was at my first reaping. I quickly finish my breakfast and walk into my room to get changed. Laid out on my bed are my best clothes, I pull them on and for once I don't actually look poor and starving. I wish I wasn't.

Fawn Anderson-
The only dress I own is the one I wear to the reaping. I don't get why we have to wear our best clothes to the worst possible event. I pull it on anyway and wonder what would happen if I went naked. I imagine everyone staring at me and start giggling. "What are you laughing at?" Asks my sister Ivy. I shake my head and continue getting dressed. Then my mother brushes my hair and I am ready for the reaping.

We walk along the dusty roads leading from the houses to the district square. The sun is shining and their isn't a cloud in the sky. I want to yell at the sky that its the worst day of the year so it shouldn't be brilliant weather. Of course the sky wouldn't reply. We finally reach the square and Ellena and I join a line of children getting their fingers pricked whilst the rest of my family moves off into the crowd. It's finally my turn to get my finger pricked. I walk off into an area near the front of the crowd. "Good luck" I whisper to my friend Maize who is standing next to me.

Our escort Sasha walks to the stage. She has purple hair, purple eyes and is wearing a purple dress. She look disgusting. I can never get past how ridiculous the Capitol people look. As always she introduces herself and introduces the mayor. He stands up and reads a speech followed by the Treaty of Treason. Then it is time to see who will be reaped. Sasha walks over to the girls reaping bowl. I cross my fingers hoping its not me or Ellena. Of course as an old saying said, Anything that can go wrong will go wrong and the name rings out clearly among the crowd "Fawn Anderson".

Sander Jockson-
I breathe a sigh of relief knowing that Demeter wasn't reaped. I watch as a girl who only looked a bit older than Demeter walks to the stage. She is shaking but not crying. I've never seen her before. Sasha asks for volunteers but no one comes forward. No one ever does. Then Sasha moves over to the boys reaping bowl. I think about the 36 times Barley's name is in that bowl and the nine times mine name is.

Sasha fumbles around in the bowl for a bit before producing a name. She opens it and reads it into the microphone. A strang feeling comes over me and I already know who's name is written on that piece of paper before she reads the name out to everyone. "Sander Jockson". I walk to the stage. It was me. And now I am going into the arena and will most definitely get killed. I see Demeter crying in the front row of the girls. I try to look for my parents and Barley but I don't see them anywhere. Soon we are taken off stage to say our final goodbyes.

Fawn Anderson-
Ellena is crying, Dax is crying, Ivy is crying, Esta is crying, Aya is crying, my parents are crying. Everyone is crying, except me. I feel like crying but no tears are coming out. I'm going into the Hunger Games. I'm probably going to die. "Mum, I don't want to die" I say. "You won't" she replies. But I know I will. I'm 13 probably one of the youngest tributes in the Games. I've had no training and have never touched a weapon in my life. The odds aren't in my favour this year.

Will my family remember me when I die? My parents, Ellena and Ivy will but Dax and Esta are only 8 and Aya is 6. I think about that boy that got reaped. He was only a bit older than me. We spend the rest of the time sitting together. During that time Maize runs in "Fawn!" She yells as she runs in. "Fawn, Fawn I'm so sorry" she says. I nod as no words come out of my throat. I notice my family getting up to leave. "I don't want you to go" I say. My dad hugs me and tells me it'll be all right. I doubt it will.

My family waves to me one last time before the turn and leave out the door. I sit for a while before realising Maize is still there. "Are you nervous?" She asks. I nod, so she sits there telling me about what tactics I should use, that I should avoid the bloodbath. The Peacekeepers come back for her. "You've been I great friends, thanks" I say as we hug one last time. Then she is also taken away and everyone I've ever loved is gone. But I have to win, I have to come back.

Sander Jockson-
I'm still shocked. I was reaped. Me. Why me? My family was worried for Demeter because it was her first reaping and Barley because his name was in so many times. Not for me though. 'Why couldn't it have been Barley?' I think. Then I feel guilty about wishing it was him. Barley is ranting on about how much he hates the Capitol. I hope the Peacekeepers don't hear him.

Demeter is sobbing and holding my hand. "Why do you have to go?". "I don't want to go, I have to, its not my fault" I snap at her. She looks shocked and backs away. "I'm sorry" I say before bursting into tears. I don't want to die, I just want to live a normal life. I don't want to be paraded around and shown off to the Capitol to see me before they kill me. I cry more. I won't make it, I won't come home. Soon I'll be gone forever. I wonder if there is an afterlife? I hope so. I hug my parents and siblings one last time before they leave. And I am left alone.


I hope you enjoyed it and please tell me who your favourite tribute is so far. And here is the trivia.

What was in the 11-12 o'clock section of the arena in the 75th Games?

and the answer to the last bit of trivia was Bonnie.