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Tillie O'Donnell (10)

It's early on the day of the reaping and instead of getting ready like the rich districts, I'm milking a cow. Yes, milking a cow. Every day at five in the morning I wake up and I do my list of chores: feed the chickens, clean up the pig sty, give hay to the horses, and milk the cows.

When I am done milking the cows for today I pick up my milk pails and I trudge back to the house. I'm covered in mud and so I take a quick shower and then I look at my choices for the reaping. I pull out a green flowing dress, a plain brown skirt with a white blouse, and the overalls I wore last year.

I rule out the overalls and try to decide between the other two outfits. The green dress would compliment my eyes but I decide on the brown skirt and blouse. I don't want to look like I'm trying too hard with my outfit for the reaping.

The capitol tries to make it a celebration but no one treats it like one. I walk downstairs and my family is ready to go. Then we walk out into the square and I stand with the other 17 year olds as I anxiously await the results of the reapings. The weird capitol guy starts talking in his annoying high pitched capitol voice and I try to stay calm.

Then he is pulling out the girl name and I close my eyes and hope that he doesn't say my name. "Tillie O'Donnell! Where's Tillie?" I stare blankly up at the stage trying to process what he said. Then I see my friends move away from me and form a pathway up to the stage. That's when I realize that I was called. I walk up to the stage and stand next to him in shock.

Its official: I'm going to the Hunger Games.

Nathan Randiff (10)

Going to the reaping is always hard. The feelings of fear, sadness, and relief all wrapped up into one event. The capitol thinks it should be a celebration, but it's not for me. Just because I don't get picked doesn't mean that I'm happy. Relief does not equal happiness. I always feel like the reaping goes by so slowly.

I stand in my area and await my fate. The capitol guy has a strange voice and purple hair. I feel like he is an alien because he has bright green skin. It seems silly, but one reason I don't want to go to the games is because of the Capitol people. They are so unhuman-like.

The alien goes up to the bowl to choose the girl's name. "Tillie O'Donnell! Where's Tillie?" I see Tillie walk up to the stage modestly. She looks beautiful. I've had a crush on Tillie for a little over a year but she doesn't like me. (Well at least I think she doesn't like me). Then she pulls a name out of the boys bowl. "Nathan Randiff!" I walk up to the stage calmly. Tillie doesn't need to know that I'm freaking out inside.

Sharice Johnson (11)

I'm 15 years old. I'm halfway done with the horror and anxiety of the reapings. I just want to get this year's reapings over with so that I can go home and have a celebration with my family.

We always go over to my grandparents to eat on the day of the reaping. They live near us so I'm very close to them.

My Nonnie has a poof of white hair on her head and a sweet, kind face. She spends so much time fixing the dinner that I feel bad for her. She looks at the food that she made so proudly and when my brother Renie rejects it I can see the hurt on her face.

My Poppo is old and can't move around very well. He doesn't have to go to the reaping for medical reasons. I look out at the crowd from the 15 year olds section and see my family: Mom, Dad, Renie, and Nonnie. Dad smiles at me and gives me a thumbs up.

The escort from the capital is picking the girl's name out of the bowl.

"Sharice Johnson!"

My head jerks towards my family. Mom and Dad look heartbroken but it's my Nonnie that almost makes me cry. I see her looking at me sad with sad eyes. She looks like she does when Renie rejects her food, but 10 times worse. I walk up to the stage and try not to look at Nonnie.

I have to win this for her.

Steller Frose (11)

I don't know why, but Crowl and I have always been telepathic. We are identical twins, and no one can tell us apart. Not even our parents. They have to ask us who we are and they never know if we lie about it. One time, Crowl and I switched places for a day at school and no one noticed. We always both wake up at the same time, we finish each other's sentences, and we can talk without actually talking. I can look at him and he knows what I'm thinking. The only real difference between us is that I have a large birthmark on the palm of my right hand.

I hate the reaping. My parents forbid us to volunteer for each other, so I don't know what is going to happen. We get to the reaping and stand in the section for 17 year olds. The capitol lady picks the girl's name.

"Sharice Johnson!"

It takes a minute before Sharice actually walks up to the stage, and she looks sad, but fierce.

Then the escort is picking the boy's name. I pray that it isn't me. She announces the name and I let out a sigh of relief because it isn't me. Then I look over at Crowl. He looks like he's about to faint.

"Crowl Frose? Where are you?" She repeats his name. I look at Crowl and I know what I have to do. I close my right hand to hide my birthmark and I run up to the stage.

"I'm Crowl Frose!"

My parents are crying, but they don't know it's me. Crowl has fainted.

"Okay everyone! These are your tributes from district 11!" The Capitol lady grabs our hands and makes us bow. This is going to be an interesting Hunger Games.

Samantha Grace (12)

I wish I wasn't the mayor's daughter. I have to arrive three hours early to the reaping and I actually have a greater chance of getting picked. My name isn't in there more times, but the capitol people always love it when there is a mayor's kid who's picked.

I've been here for two and a half hours and I'm soo bored! I actually want the reaping to start. The people start arriving to the square and my dad takes his place on the stage next to Effie Trinket. Effie is the oldest escort that there is. I think she is over fifty! She is starting to repeat her past hair colors. This year she is bright pink.

We only have one past winner on the stage because Haymitch died a few years ago. Haymitch was a drunken old man and I wonder how he actually won. The winner from the 74th hunger games is on the stage.

Her name is Primrose Everdeen.

Effie stands up and picks a name out of the girl's bowl.

"Samantha Grace!"

Go figure. I hear the crowd gasp because I'm the mayor's daughter but I don't care that I was picked. I'm going to show the capitol that just because I'm the mayor's daughter, it doesn't mean that I'm weak. I'm going to win this thing and then maybe the capitol won't pick the mayor's kids anymore. (Yeah, right.)

My dad has kept his composure. Maybe he knew I was going to be picked like I did.

Dylan Hunter (12)

Whoa! I didn't see that coming. The mayor's daughter was picked! I didn't think they would pick someone with such an important family, but I guess her name was in the bowl too.

My name is in the bowl 51 times. I had to take tesserae for my family and I felt like it was worth it to keep them alive. I wouldn't be surprised if I get picked.

"Now for the boy tribute! Dylan Hunter!" I walk up to the stage and look at my family. They look sad, but they knew I would probably get picked sooner or later.

Question: In Mockingjay, what does Gale say is Katniss's way of choosing the between Peeta and Gale?

A) Whoever is hotter

B) Whoever she thinks she can't survive without

C) Whoever will help her get through the pain

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