As I stretch while I wake up I realize that I'm alone. I take one more clean sweep of the bed just to make sure. I knew Prim would be with mother today. It is her first reaping after all. But I expected Katniss to at least stay until I woke up. The little rascal must have snuck out to the woods again.

I cover my head with the small hard pillow that was under my head. If I could scream I would. But all I can do is let out a long but loud breath and start my day. Feeling my way to the edge of the bed I place my feet on the cold wood floor.

Really I don't need to feel my way around the house any more, I know it like the back of my hand now. But it's something I do on reaping day. It gives me a sense of security, like 'Nothing is going to change today! Just like the house! Nothing will change!'. I know not the best plan ever but you have to hold on to something on a day like this. I don't know why the Peace Keepers just don't shot a boy and girl and give them a quick death. No one ever wins in District 12 any way

Walking down the stairs. I can hear Prim in the kitchen. Probably playing with that horrid cat. That is the only living thing in the house that I don't know what it 'looks' or feels like. The little devil wont let with in touching distance of it. Maybe it's because I look a lot like Katniss(she tried to drown the beast once). People say we can pass for twins even though I'm 18 and shes is only 16, the only really big differences between our looks are, I have a cross color skin of Seam's (the name of our and poorest part of our district) smooth olive and the pale ivory of the town folk, I also have a mix of the eyes too a soft bluish-gray. I guess you could call me a hybrid.

"Kara! Your up! Katniss isn't back yet, can you do my hair?" Prim asked/told me. Her voice is so small and sweet, just like the Primroses she was named for. They have always been my favorite flowers. It think that is why Papa named her that. She was born only a few months after my accident. Katniss tells me that she is almost a copy of Mother. Same eyes, same hair color, and same pale skin. That made me happy, Mother is a very pretty woman, and besides Papa couldn't have all of us looking more like him.

I smiled and signed her to come over. She still has difficulty understanding me. I can't talk anymore. I can only make noises that sound very little like words. For example if I tried to say 'Katniss' it would come out broken and scratchy like 'At-nis'. It's so hard to respond to everyone. There are only 3 people who know 100% what my signs mean. That would be Mother, Katniss and Gale ( Katniss' hunting partner/one of my only friends)

I feel to find a chair for her to sit in.'Grab brush' I sign to her ( I 'brush' my hair for good measure). "Okay I'll be right back!"while she goes to look for a brush. Sit down and do my latest sewing project. Despite being blind I have been told "I sew the tightest seam in the Seam".Sewing is what I do to help Katniss feed our family. While she trades in the Hob (the local black market) and town she takes me orders for sewing jobs. Repairing shirts and pants is what I do best, but I can embroidery small pieces of clothe, I get Prim to tell me what it is turning out to be. The baker is one of my biggest costumers. He has three boys and I swear they burn holes in their pants!

I hear Prim's footsteps on the old creaky floor boards " I got it Kara! Here you go" I take the brush from her and tell her to sit on the chair. After brushing out her hair I tap her shoulder. I know she loves braids so I hold out my had to say 'One or two'

"Can you put two in? I want it to look like yours" smiling I part her hair best I can. Braids are an Everdeen Family trade mark. I have two, Katniss has one large one and Prim likes both.

As I'm half way through her hair, I hear the door creek open. I finish up before I respond to the new thing in the room.

"At-nis?" I say in my strange voice before signing the rest. 'Where were you! It's almost time for us all to go! The water will be cold but go wash up! Were you with' "Gae?" I can hear the annoyance in her voice when she is walking away to the small bath room.

" I was in the woods. I didn't think I would be that long! Yes 'Mother' I was with Gale. Thanks for the water."

" It wasn't Kara. It was Mama who got you the water." Prim Piped up from the chair.

"Oh.. tell her I said thanks then" Katniss really needs to stop being surprised when Mother dose some thing nice for her. Yes she hurt us in the past but she was grieving Papa. We all were.

Me and Prim in our dresses we wait for Katniss to come out of our room. " Oh wow Katniss you look so pretty! I love the color! It looks like Kara's eyes!" so she wore blue this year huh?

"Thanks my little duck. It's mother's, she lent it to me." So were the same this year. Only I think my in red.

Soon after I hear the loud buzzer in the distant town square. I grab Prim's and Katniss' hands and we headed out to their potential death sentence..

Epic time laps/ story break thingy lol xP (AN/:forgive me my Lovely readers I had to xP )

Some times I really hate the sun. And it has to shine today! When two Kids are going to be killed. You have to love irony.

Have to separate from my two little sisters for two whole hours. This pains me a lot this year. While Katniss is strong poor little Prim will be all alone her first reaping. She'll be okay though, the odds are in her favor. She only as one little piece of paper this year. I'm glad because I would rather work my hands to the bone than let her take out the tessera ( a little bit of grain and oil). It is barley worth it! I tried to Katniss out of it but she is about as stubborn as a pack mule

I stand near the rest of the 'special' kids. You see: As heartless as the capitol is, kids between ages 12 and 18 with a mental or physical handicap will not be entered in the reaping. They can volunteer. But really who would be that crazy. All in all there are 15 of us. Mostly from the Seam. There is 3 of us leaving next year though. That would be me (blind and mute), Mike ( he has something called "down syndrome") and Susanna ( she can't walk with out crutches). Were are for sure a colorful bunch of people, But you can't help but love them all to death though

2 o clock! They moment of truth is coming soon for two kids. The mayor goes on to talk about "North America" and how our ancestors screwed up BIG time and almost destroyed the planet, and Panem came out of the ruins. Then came the dark days.. blah blah blah.. its the same every years. And after 8 it gets very boring!

"Happy Hunger games!" Oh goodness! Effie Trinket! Katniss tells me to imagine the funniest person you have ever seen a times them by about 10 and you have her. "And may the odds be ever in your favor!So let have Ladies first!"

Not Prim.. not Katniss … please not Prim! Please not Katniss!

"Primrose Everdeen!" her shrill voice said into the microphone.

I guess the odds were never in her favor...

An/: Hello my lovelys! How I have missed you so! xD all craziness aside what did you think? is it seem believable? what did you think? Should I continue. And if you are tuning in from my Ouran fic I will be writing the next chapter soon! I swear! I love you all Please review ( or how else will I know you read?) Love you guys! I have to sleep now it's checks clock 2:04 in the morning! I need sleep! ( her name is Kara because Kara Hindiba is another name of dandelion, cool huh? XP )

later guys

Rena~