''Lovely district we have here don't you say Lia?''
''I guess so.''
''Guessing won't get you anywhere. Listen, you're one of the five remaining escorts that we left to make a decision on what district they want to represent. Do you want district eight, or do you want a much more poor district like twelve, or eleven? The ones that seem less likely to win since they have no person training anyway.''
''I'll take district eight.''
''That's good Lia, now tell that to the transmitter. He'll let everyone know that district eight is taken.
I go and tell the transmitter that I have chosen district eight, and when he says that on the intercom in the room where the remaining escorts are, I hear two out of the four left groan. The two who didn't stared at each other, and smiled. They must have a reason not to groan, they might know of other districts who have tough people. Anyway, I hop on the train and we leave to get to where the hovercraft is. It takes about twenty minutes to get there going at this high speed. As we're on our way to reach district eight, I realize that it's not such a bad place after all. It isn't the cleanest, and it definitely doesn't have the best sanitation, but it'll do just fine. I walk around the district for at least an hour, and people stare at me like I don't belong there. They know for a fact that I'm not part of their district. Every single time that I walk by a shop, they all close, and it makes me feel uncomfortable. I look around and I see children staring at me. I thought that I saw a kid who was all alone, but his mother was just out buying something. He had ragged clothes on, and he looked like he was starving. His skin was peeled, and he was bleeding from his arms to his ankles; I felt extremely bad for the conditions that he's lived in. After exploring most of the district, I find myself questioning my decision if I wanted to escort tributes into the Hunger Games or not. I heard a young child say ''Mommy, why are they trying to take us away.'' and his mom replied back with ''I don't know... I don't know...'' and I felt like crying at that moment. Why do we take away the children of people because they tried to make a better world with a more fair government, but I knew that if I didn't follow the orders I was given... I would be executed. As I walked into the middle of the district, and I told everyone to arrive quickly at the center of their district, and my voice was shaky. I didn't want them to hear the fear in my voice so I coughed after the announcement. Everybody came to the middle of the district, and we played the video of the reason why we're in the state that we are in now. They all stared at me, and had frowns on their faces. I quickly looked down, and put my hand in the female's jar, and I pulled out a name. ''The female representing district nine,'' I said. ''Calico Remark.'' Everyone stood still and looked down, and nobody walked up. ''Calico Remark.'' I said once again. ''Don't be shy, come up here.'' Calico wasn't here, and the people of district nine didn't answer wen I asked where she was. One person stood up, and said that she was inside her house hiding from the games. The guards asked for her address, and the one girl who stood up pointed out her house. Her directions were, ''Keep going straight past the road that we're on now, and take a right near the exit sign; First house with blankets over the fence on the right side is where she lives. She's in her basement.'' The guards caught her, and brought her back in two minutes. ''How did you find me?'' Calico said. The one girl who stood up and told the police stood up and said, ''I told them.'' ''Sissy, you snitched on me?'' Calico said. ''Yeah.. I'm sorry.'' Sissy said. ''Why would you do that.. You could've told them that I moved districts, or anything else about me not being here, but you snitched on me. Why would you do that?'' Calico said. ''I don't know. I guess I just didn't like the way things were going. And if I didn't tell them that you were home, they would've chosen another person, and it could've been me. I'm not willing to take that chance.'' Sissy said. ''But, I thought you were my friend, aren't we supposed to stick up for each other?'' Calico said. ''Guess not.'' Sissy said, and they brought Calico up to the stage. I hated how these games went. The breaking of friendships, the loss of children, and the betrayal of each other. I couldn't take it. I hurried up and took a card out of the boys bin and said his name as quickly as I could because I couldn't take it anymore. The boys name was ''Denim Perol.'' He was a tall, black haired good looking young man. He looked sad, who wouldn't when your name is called up to fight to the death with twenty-three other teens your age; even someone from your district. I quickly said, ''Give it up for district eight,'' and I'm guessing that it was hard to hear me because everyone looked at me funny, and with disappointment. I heard one or two people clapping in the audience, but they were crying. They were probably the parents of these children, so I quickly told them to shake hands and they did. I quickly grabbed them both, and brought them inside. While the doors were closing, I heard someone yell out, ''You don't care that you're taking away our children, do you!?'' and somebody else yelled out, ''I hope you and the capitol burn to the grounds for taking away the future of this world!'' I quickly went into my room alone, and stared hyperventilating. The president called me up from my phone, and told me that I did a good job, and to not be intimidated or frightened to be on stage. He saw the sweat dripping from my forehead to the bottom of my chin, and told me to clean myself up. I told him that I didn't want to do this anymore, and that it's wrong, so he told me that I couldn't quit. If I did, he would kill me instantly, and that he doesn't care if it's wrong or right. ''The districts did what they did, and deserved to be punished.'' Were his exact words. He closed the chat after telling me to not be so soft. I may be soft, but I know that what he's doing is wrong. No one should suffer from this type of pain.