Sorry for this late post but I was on vacation and after that my internet broke down. Hope you enjoy reading this reaping!
Kindra Lekey's pov
I'm walking past the cemetery to get to my house. cemeteries always scare me to death. Unluckily I have to walk it every day from my house to school and back. Today I went to the meadow next to my school to meet my friend Nate. His house is nearby our school, so I had to walk past the cemetery by myself. Although it's in the middle of the day the cemetery has some dark hanging around it. My heart makes a little jump every time I hear a sound. I go with my eyes along all the graves. I'm just scared there's something wrong. Suddenly it looks like someone is sitting on his knees. I walk into the cemetery. When I come nearby the man I gasp. The man is holding is hands on his throat. When he sees me he sticks his hands out to me. Slowly I walk closer to him. He whispers something. "Air, can't breathe." I still stand there just staring at him. "I.. I'll get help," I stumble. I run to the nearest house and tell them the story. Then we hear a loud gong. "Go to the reaping kid!" "We will they care of the man." I watch them run into the cemetery. I walk to the square. When I'm in the section, all I can think of is the man. I wish I could have helped him myself. Suddenly I hear my name and I look up. Our escort looks over the square, searching for something, someone, me.
Jensen Allistar's pov
I run of the stairs to get down first, Chase is just behind. Luckily for me I get to the kitchen first and I turn around to smile at Chase. I look in the same scrawny green eyes as I have and the same wavy blond hair. "I would train harder if I were you little bro" He smirks and eats some of the small bread which is standing on the table. My mother starts to moan about why we always have to be so competitive. That we have to think about the games and everything like that. We both laugh which only makes her more angry. My dad calms her and we walk start to walk to district 11's square. When we split sections I shake my brothers hand. "After the reaping some training?" "We better do!" Then we go to our own section and wait till it starts. The girl who gets reaped is a girl smaller than me, but older. I really want this to get just over with, but we can't. We have to hear this horrible mess every year and see all those children die. I see all the boys around me all afraid. I look at them, who will it be this year? That boy with the big eyebrows. Or will it be that boy, who wears a suit way to big for him? "And the boy who will represent district 11 this year is, Jensen Allistar!