I start getting dressed in my reaping outfit, fearing the large glass bowls. My mother gingerly puts my hair in a high ponytail. Next, she braids my hair into one large braid, my normal hairstyle. My dress has a large skirt that reaches down over my knees. It is white with blue ribbon around the waist. Maddie is already in her reaping outfit. She's scared out of her wits, for me. She's only nine, fortunately. Unfortunately, she may have to see me be taken up by the guards. She may have to see me on the big screens, fighting for my life. She may have to see me die. She may have to live her life without me. I can't handle that. I can't handle being without her. My mother isn't as adventurous as I am. Maddie would barely be able to eat. She just can't die, she can't. She can't die even if I get into the Hunger Games. She can't die even if I don't get into the Hunger Games.
My father.. My father.. He.. He died in a hunting accident. Here, we can hunt. Accidentally, someone shot him, not on purpose but just to aim at an animal. The bullet missed the animal and hit my father. Life here has been hard without him. I've been the one feeding everyone. I've been the one risking my life. I've been the one catching rabbits everyday.. I've been the one keeping people alive.. I'm always wishing that I could go be normal again. I could wear whatever I wanted, when I please.. I could do what I want to and have all of the food that I need. I'm not even sure how my district still has a population! Let alone District 12. The last two winners there were Katniss and Peeta. The tributes who were in love..
District 6 is where I come from.. Not much happening here. It's not like we have a Haymitch here that falls off of the reaping stage.. It's pretty much like a bering wasteland. Hunger Games is the only excitement here.. Which is scary