AN: SOOOO Sorry everyone!writers block, finals... This is by sherlockedatheart, the best internet buddy contributer ever! Will get back to this after camp, so here it is!
District 5
Lynx Ambers
Age 14
Red. That appearances of all the people in this district. I was , seconds ago, chosen. The cameras find me, for I have not budged. I wonder what they find, for dark brown eyes can convey so many things, and I am terrified. Maybe they are wide in shock, or dull in what my fate has decided for me. I have been destined to die, for all things die. I will die earlier than expected, for this is the Hunger Games.
I stumble to the stage mechanically, in a daze. My fate was decided when my name was said. I was hurling into my death.
I'm scared to die. It isn't fair that I have to die young, but everything has a time. I guess this is mine. I just hope to die quickly. I've seen those tributes who die by the hands of the careers, and I don't want to end up like that. A spear in the stomach or a bashed in head is not pleasant. Especially when they're alive for the attack, and suffer a long and painful death. It's horrific.
Our district's escort smiles hugely and waves me to move faster. I do what she wants me to, not wanting to put on a huge show. Draw more attention to myself.
"What's your name deary?" She asks, holding out a microphone and waiting for me to reply.
"Lynx Ambers" I mutter, showing what I hope is little emotion
"Well there you have it! Lynx Ambers, female tribute from district five! Now onto the boys"