A/n - District 10! I hope you don't mind that I decided to not do the Reaping for the remaining two bloodbaths, I just found it very sad to write so much about people who were going to die. :(

If you created either this bloodbath or District 11's and you are upset that I didn't do their Reaping POV - Message me if you would like me to do a POV for your character before they die, I will!

Kit Jones

On the morning of the Reaping, most people can sleep in. I, however, cannot.

I wake up earlier than I do everyday, because I have to make up for the lost time during the reaping. My small family, my mom, dad, and I, lives on a ranch. We have many animals that need to be taken care of, and it's up to me to take care of them. My parents are getting rather old and can't do it anymore, so I have taken over as caretaker to all the animals.

As I walk out the door, and walk towards the barn to check on the horses, my herder dog, Luck happily bounces to my side. Even though Luck is a dog, he is still one of my best friends. I pat him on the head, and he accompanies me to the barn.

The horses and cows are fine, I give them food and water, and let them out of their pens into the fenced off field to let them graze.

I then go to check on the sheep, and Luck comes with me.

One of our sheep was badly wounded the other day, I think a wolf must have gotten into the pen, because the sheep had a serious wound and was bleeding badly.

I'm used to taking care of sick animals, so I was able to stitch the wound up, and get the sheep back on his feet.

I walk over to the wounded sheep upon arriving in the pen, the sheep don't run away from me anymore, they've gotten used to me.

I check the stitches to make sure they are still doing well, and they are.

After feeding the sheep, and then the pigs, I go back inside and start to get ready for the Reaping.

Reaping

Gillard Frickers, the very short Capitol escort of District 10, greets the crowd with enthusiasm, the crowd does not return the same enthusiasm.

"Well, then, let's just get onto the Reapings, shall we?" He says, putting his hand into the name's of male tributes. "Swyno Elex!"

A flimsy looking boy with shaggy blonde hair makes his way to the stage, looking bitter, and muttering under his breath. Those around him heard him say: "My door out of this hellhole."

Gillard congratulates the boy, and then picks out a girl's name.

"And our female tribute is, Kit Jones!" Gillard calls out happily.

A girl with medium length brown hair makes her way nervously up to the stage, looking stunned.

"Congratulations to our two newest tributes!" Gillard says when Kit takes her place on stage, "May the odds be ever in your favor!"

A/N - I really like Kit! I think she's great! I hope you all like this!

And, like I said, I'm not doing the Reapings for the remaining bloodbaths. Sowwy :(

But, hey! That means I'll write faster! Then the godforsaken Reapings will be over! :D