Ch 11: District 10's Reaping
Timmy D'Antuono, 17, District 10 male
I wake up to the sound of my little brother Henry pounding on my door.
"Timmy, wake up, it's time for breakfast," he yells through my door.
"Ok, I'm coming," I said. "Stop pounding on my door."
As Henry left, I signed, today happens to be the worst day of the year in Panem. I think the Hunger Games is a cruel and sick torture to all the tributes. Everybody in District 10 hates it, but we hide it so the Capitol won't retaliate.
I go downstairs to the kitchen and sat down with Henry and my parents.
"Morning, Mom and Dad," I said when I saw.
"Morning, Timmy," my mom said. "How are you this morning?"
"I'm tired because Henry kept pounding on my door," I said.
"What?" Henry said. "I was supposed to wake you up."
"I think pounding on your brother's door was a little to much, Henry," my dad said.
"Sorry, bro," Henry said.
"It's ok," I started. "Just don't do it again."
"Ok," Henry said.
As my family and I ate breakfast, I noticed that my dad was getting angry.
"Dad, what's wrong?" I asked.
"It's today," my dad said. "I still think it's sick that we're being forced to send 2 of our people to fight to the death. I still get scared that you or Henry will get reaped."
"Dad, you have nothing to worry about," I said.
"Yeah, there's so many names in that bowl," Henry said. "We won't get reaped."
"It doesn't mean the two of you are safe, there's still a chance," my dad said.
"Dad, it's ok," I said. "You're right, there's still a chance. But me and Henry will be aright."
"I'm sorry," my dad. "I'm just scared of losing you two."
"You won't," Henry said as we hugged our dad.
Henry and I then went to get dressed for the reaping. After we were dressed. We waited in the living room for our parents. When they were ready, we left for the square. After we arrived at the square, Henry and I said goodbye to our parents and went to get signed in.
"Name?" Asked the peacekeeper.
"Timothy D'Antuono," I responded as my finger is pricked.
I hate saying my real name, but I had to. After I was signed in, I went into the 17 year old pen and found my friends. I talked to them and waited for the escort to show up.
The escort finally came on the stage. Our escort is Derek Strickland, he was our escort when District 10 had a victor years ago. I pretty sure Derek wants a another victor. After the boring and pointless speech, Derek started the reaping. Derek went to the boys bowl and pulled out a slip.
"Timothy D'Antuono," Derek announced.
Dammit, I have been reaped. As I was escorted to the stage, I kept wishing I was dreaming. I somehow knew that what's happening was real. I see my parents shocked and sad. I knew that my life was over, I had no chance against 47 other tributes.
Suellen Angelo, 17, District 10 female
I wake up early in the morning so I can get one last horse ride before the reaping. My parents owns a ranch, it meant that I was able to have my own horse. I got out my horse Blackjack and rode around my parent's ranch for a hour. I put Blackjack back in his stable and went back inside.
I had to get one last horse ride today, I don't know if I will be here tomorrow to have another horse ride. I was tired after riding Blackjack, so I went back to sleep. A couple of hours later, my dad wakes me up for breakfast.
"Suellen, it's time to wake up," my dad said.
"What time is it?" I asked as I woke up.
"It's 10:00, come downstairs, your mom's making breakfast," my dad said.
"Ok," I said. "I'll be down in a minute."
I went downstairs and sat down with my parents as I mom finished making waffles.
"I saw you riding Blackjack," my mom started. "You really wanted to ride him before today did you?"
"Yeah," I said. "I don't know what's going to happen, so I had to get one last ride today.
"I'm sure you will make it through today and ride Blackjack again," my mom said.
"And you will make It through next year where you can live your life, Suellen," my dad added.
"Thanks, Mom and Dad," I said. "That really means a lot."
"Anything for you, Suellen," my dad started. "You mean the world to me and your mother."
I hugged my parents, they're always had been there for me. My parents and I ate breakfast until I had to get ready. I went upstairs to my room and got out my dress. After I putted on my grey reaping dress, I waited for my parents. After my parents were ready, we left for the square. After we arrived at the square, I said goodbye to my parents and got signed in. I went into the 17 year old pen and found my friend Donna.
"Hey, Donna," I said when I saw her.
"Hey, Suellen, what's up?" Donna said.
"I rode Blackjack before I got here," I said.
"You're lucky you have a horse," Donna said.
"It's a lot of fun," I said.
"I bet, my parents promised they would get me a horse after my last reaping," Donna said.
"You're going to have a lot of fun," I said.
"I know, I can't wait," Donna said.
"Maybe we'll race them," I said.
"I like that idea," Donna said.
Our escort Derek then came on the stage. After the boring speech, the reaping started. After the first boy was reaped, Derek went to the girls bowl and pulled out a slip.
"Suellen Angelo," Derek announced.
Donna and I were shocked. All Donna could was give me a hug as the peacekeepers took me to the stage. I see my parents crying, it was tough for them to see their only daughter reaped. I was scared of what was going to happen. It was hard to believe that I might die.
Joey Farley, 18, District 10 male
I wake up feeling relived. Today would be the last time I would be eligible for the reaping. If I can make it through today, I'll be free. I can live my life in District 10, I wouldn't have to worry about the Hunger Games.
I go downstairs and sat down at the kitchen table with my parents.
"Last year, Joey," my dad started. "I'm proud of you."
"Yeah, I can't believe it, I might be safe," I said.
"You will be safe," my mom assured me.
"I just have to get through today," I said.
"Exactly," my dad said.
"Joey," my mom started. "Your father and I have a surprise for you after the reaping."
"You didn't have to get me a present," I said.
"I think you will like this one though," my dad said.
"What is it?" I asked.
"A horse," my mom said.
"No way," I said. "You're joking.
"We're not joking, it's really your present after the reaping," my dad said.
"We'll get him after the reaping," my mom said.
"Mom, Dad, thank you so much," I said as I hugged them.
My parents and I ate breakfast until we had to get ready. I went into my room and putted on a red polo with khaki pants. After my parents were ready, we left for the square. After we arrived, I said goodbye to my parents and got signed in for the last time. I went into the 18 year old pen and found my friend Tony.
"It's our last year, Tony," I said when I saw him.
"Yeah, I can't believe it's finally over," Tony said.
"Me either," I said.
"What are you doing after the reaping?" Tony asked.
"My parents are getting me a horse," I said.
"Nice," Tony said.
"It's my present for after today," I said.
"When I get home, all I'm doing is going back to bed, I'm tired from today," Tony said.
"Me too," I said.
Tony and I talked until our escort Derek came on the stage. After the pointless speech, the reaping started. After the first boy and girl were reaped, Derek went back to the boys bowl and pulled out a slip.
"Joseph Farley," Derek announced.
I couldn't believe it, on my last year, I been reaped. My life was going to be good, I was going to get a horse, I was going to live a long life. Now, because of the damn games, it will never happen. I might have no future.
Isabela Hernandez, 17, District 10 female
I wake up feeling nervous as always, the reaping alway does that. It's common to be nervous in the outer districts. I might as well get this over with already. I go into the kitchen to have breakfast with my parents.
"Good morning, Isabela," my mom said as I sat down at the table.
"Morning, mom," I said. "Morning, Dad,"
"Morning, Isabela," my dad responded.
"How are you this morning?" My mom asked.
"I'm alright, I'm a little nervous about today though," I said.
"Don't worry," my dad started. "There's probably hundreds of names in that bowl, you won't get picked."
"It's not being reaped that got me nervous," I started. "It's the fact that there's 48 tributes this year. That's making me nervous."
"Still, I'm confident that you won't get reaped," my dad assured me.
"Thanks, Dad," I said.
"No, problem, anything for you, Isabela," my dad said.
My parents are the best, one reason I would hate to be reaped is that they would be devastated by it, especially since I'm their only daughter. My parents and I ate breakfast and I went to get dressed. After I putted on my white reaping dress, I waited for my parents to get ready. After my parents were ready, we left for the square. When we got to the square, I said goodbye to my parents and went to get signed in.
"Name?" The peacekeeper asked.
"Isabela Hernandez," I responded as my finger is pricked.
I gasped in pain, the needle always hurts. Even though this is my 6th reaping, it still hurts every time. After I was signed in, I went into the the 17 year old pen and found my best friend Jen.
"Hey Jen, what's up?" I asked when I saw her.
"Nothing, new," Jen started. "My parents are more worried this year, there's 48 tributes this year. It's going to be crazy."
"Yeah, I feel sorry for who ever is being forced into the arena this year," I said.
"Me too, but soon, we'll be free," Jen said.
"We got today and next year and you're right. It'll happen soon," I said.
"I hope so," Jen said.
Jen and I talked until our escort Derek came on the stage. After boring speech, the reaping started. After the 2 boys and 1 girl were reaped, Derek went back to the girls bowl and pulled out a slip.
"Isabela Hernandez," Derek announced.
"Isabela, I'm so sorry," Jen said as she hugged me.
"It's ok, Jen. I'll be alright," I said.
The peacekeepers escorted me to the stage. I was right when I said that my parents would be devastated, I saw them from the stage crying. I almost cried too, my life is practically over.
"Ladies and gentlemen," Derek started. "I present to you our tributes from District 10!"
We were then taken into the justice building.
Ok guys, District 10 is up. We now have 2 more districts until we have our 48 tributes. Enjoy the story and leave a review about your favorite tribute so far. District 11 will be up soon.