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Mollie Plover (13,7)

I bit my tongue from lashing out at him. I didn't do anything to him and yet he's doing it to me. It wasn't Dad's fault for having this disease. Mom and I get the short end of the stick.

I was tired of this. Dad's mental illness but I had to stay strong for mom and Daisy. I didn't had much friends in the district. When someone tries to befriend me, I get scared and distant myself from everyone so they don't know what's it like.

"Mollie, what's wrong?" Lee asked.

"Nothing I'm fine," I told her.

Lee looked at me sadly and I prepared myself that she was going to believe it. But she took me into her arms and whispered, "Everything's going to be alright. You could tell me anything."

"It's just that I'm getting frustrated with my dad's illness. It isn't his fault that he hasn't but I swear it's getting worse everyday. I am about to snap at people even though I have control of showing my emotions."

"It's okay, it's normal to be upset," Lee assured.

Lee and I talked the whole time before the reaping had started and I was nervous so was Lee.

We signed in and waited for the escort to show up to start it.

"Mollie Plover."

I froze trying to keep my face as stone as possible. I didn't ask to be reaped but at least I could relax don't have to worry about getting lash out when dad is in one of his moods but the threat of dying remained to large.

Silvana Daphne (16,7)

I grabbed the fire wood for my family so we could have something to eat and burn while it gets chilly out. I helped out as much as I could and even though I knew the reaping was today I wasn't petrified if I got pick. There were hundreds of others that would and I was confident that I wouldn't.

I knew there was so little time to help out with mom, and my sister but I managed to do it.

"Silvana can you help Lauren with getting her outfit on for the reaping, we only have ten minutes to be there," Mom said in a panicky voice.

Lauren squirmed as I picked her up, we didn't had time to deal with it. I slipped on a dress and she looked presentable even though she was only two and had a decade to go before she got reaped, she still deserved to look cute.

Mom grabbed Lauren and we walked out of the house. The woodcutters weren't out and they were probably hanging out with their famlies before they headed back to the forest and cut down trees once more for the damn Capitol that doesn't do anything while the Districts do all the work for them and all we get is nothing but malnourish people.

By the time we arrived most of the video was finished, we parted ways and I found Kayla standing nervously at the edge of the pen looking frantic at my missing presence.

"Where we you?" She hissed.

"I woke up late and I had to do my chores," I said.

Kayla rolled her eyes and squeezed my hand in reassurance as the name was pulled out. I sighed in relief it wasn't me.

"Silvana Daphne."

I almost let out a gasp but I was confident that I could win this. I need to get sponsors and acting confident would get me them than I could see Mom and Lauren once more.

Tim Hunter (18,7)

I grabbed my axe and started chopping down trees for the Capitol. The wage was low but at least it would keep my family alive. My family. They were the only people I cared about besides Ben who was like my brother that I never had.

"Hey, Tim, do you want to have some fun?" Ben asked a little mischief like.

"Sure," I told him.

I tossed the ax down and Ben and I pranked people while they weren't looking. Even though it was childish but I liked to have fun. Life was too short to be boring and dull.

I grabbed the tree branch that was slow low to the ground and Ben dressed up as a wood monster and I covered my laugh before I let it out. It was hilarious and I didn't want to get in trouble by slacking off or not doing anything. I hate getting in trouble by the peacekeepers and I should be executed by not behaving or does things that no one shouldn't do. It wasn't like I killed someone before.

But I did got in trouble with the peacekeepers more than once and mom and dad were not pleased at all by my childish nature.

A few screams were heard throughout the forest while Ben groaned and groaned repeatedly. Many of the workers ran around like a manic before everyone seem to stop and footsteps were heard. The peacekeepers were coming and soon Ben and I would be in trouble with them once more.

Ben and I stood next to each other as we heard the peacekeepers coming and it would not be good. Ben quickly hid the evidence and acted like nothing happened and we started chopping down wood before they realized it was our fault.

The woodcutters started chopping down wood once more once the peacekeepers were back at their stations.

Birch McCray (17,7)

Flames were lapsing at me and I was cornered by flames, I don't know how I got in this position but I knew one thing. My parents were dead and I was an orphan.

I only had one thing to do and that was run out of the window, I was reckless to break a window to endanger myself but if I had to choose life or death, I'd choose life. There was no way I was going to stay in the flames.

I broke a window and I ran out of the burning out house like there was no tomorrow and the next day I was put in an orphanage. Where I despised every minute and everyone in there. There was no food and everyone abused people.

It was a living hell before I actually grew confidence to escape. I was not going to miss it as there was nothing that taught me anything besides being a gymnast and on using a crossbow.

At least living one the streets was an improvement. I still have to look for the survival stuff to survive and I don't have people abusing me. I just had scraps but it wasn't so bad. I had a place to sleep, I have water and scraps of food.

Silvia Johansson (13,7)

I ran up and down telling everyone that the workers were sending logs down to the mill to be cut and shipped to the Capitol. It was better than working in the lumbar yard collecting scraps of bark and wood. That was the most boring job ever and I didn't enjoy it like the job I have. I was only six when I started working because there was no money and Finch and I were on the brick of starving to death.

I don't know how Finch and I survived for two years after mom and dad died due to Scarlet Fever. Finch who was only a tween or a teenager than. I don't remember what they look like or their personality as I was only four at the time when they died.

Once, the logs were down to the mill I went back home to find Finch's best friend and Guinevere at home with Finch no where in sight. Finch's best friend embraced me in a hug with tears running down his face like he was crying before I heard those words, "Finch was reaped."

Finch, my brother and a role model was doomed and I was going to be alone forever. Guinevere played with me but I didn't had fun with her like I used to.

It sucked and I watched Finch in the Hunger Games escaping death multiple times but he pulled a "Haymitch Abernathy" on the arena, manipulating the force field to his advantage.

He killed tributes with it and survived through the arena with twenty-three children a few of them trained and ready to kill but he survived through all odds.

Gareth Barkley (16,7)

I smiled at the paycheck that I earned all by myself. I needed the cash to buy the stuff I needed and my stepmom nor dad since he is influenced by his second wife and to me she acted like a witch. I didn't like her but I had to deal with her until I move out.

Dad wanted me to grow up with a mother figure then without since my biological mom had died when I was only an infant but she was never a mother figure to me. She always ill treats me but there was one thing I liked.

My step sister named Ivy.

She was a great sister and I have a great reletionship with her even though I was her step-brother.

I was going to miss her when I move out but I don't think I will.

With my paycheck I was going to buy my clothes and some other stuff since no one was going to buy for me that was the reason I got a job working at lumbar company and plus to get away from my step-mom's unbearable personality.

I know it's short and probably cringe worthy also, but what do you expect. This story is so stupid and not one of my best efforts, but the last of reaping is done then we'll move to goodbyes and possibly the train rides if I actually want to do them, then we be in Capitol so expect updates will be better and not stupid like this one is. If you want to submit a tribute that won't be written as one of these then I encourage you to submit to Randomize.

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