District 10 Reaping
Stacey Sherman's POV
"It's okay. We will be alright." Says my twin sister Sheri
"I'm just worried." I say
"You always are." She says
"We will make it one more years." She says
The escort finally walks onstage. So is the Eric's grandmother. Eric won the 18 year old game so maybe another district 10 tribute can win. But Eric's grandmother looks so worn out. She may be on her death bed. The escort starts the reapings.
"Hello!" She shouts and the microphone screeches. I cover my ears and squint.
"Sorry about that." She says obviously embarrassed. "Let's start with the males today."
"Ivan Fowler!" She shouts. A tall go with red hair and green eyes walks to the stage. I've seen him before. I think he may be one of Sheri's friends.
He walks up and stands beside the escort. The escort then reaches into the female bowl and picks up a slip.
"Stacey Sherman!" The escort yells.
It takes me a moment to realize that I was called. Before I can stop her. Sheri volunteers and runs up to the justice building. No! Sheri...
A tear runs down my cheek and I few horrible. I should have told her not to volunteer for me. I should be the one fighting to the death! Sheri should be able to live a long happy life! My life should be ended in that arena. Not Sheri's life.
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