Shane Joner's POV
I stand by my bed side, even though it is 1:00AM I just can't sleep. It is my first reaping and it feels like I'm going to get picked. I flop onto my bed, and close my droopy, nervous eyes. I finally fall asleep, but it is no use. No more than 1 hour later does my alarm go off. I slide into a steaming bath and close my eyes. I wake up to screaming, I look over and my mother is freaking out, telling me to get up. I jump out of the bath and put on my tux. This isn't just any tux though, it was my fathers tux that he wore to his first reaping. My father, sadly, died In a. Factory explosion. He was a good man. I fight back the tears and walk down stairs. My mother hugs me and tells me to be safe and she will see me after. I slowly walk down-district and see my best-friend,Kara, this is her first reaping to. I smile at her and do our special wave. She smiles and walks to the 12 year old section. I walk there to. She looks at me and starts to laugh, I mouth why, she doesn't answer. When the announcer says we have to skip the video due to technical difficulties, ha! So we skip right to the drawing, she reaches into the bowl and pulls out a name, Kara Katson! No! I...don't do it...I..no.....VOLUNTEER. Before I know it I am already on the stage.
Jamie Stal's POV
I wake up, and smell the fresh pine. A perfect day for a reaping. As soon as I heard about the reapings, I started training. Knives, bows, and even some snares. There is no way, if I get picked, that I am going to loose. I step out of bed, and turn on the TV, "And for the Capitol 2 tribute is Pink Gown!" I slam the TV button to off. No! She was the one That stole my boyfriend,and the one that took my friends. She is going to die! I rush off the couch, and slip on my sleeveless pink dress. I then straighten my golden brown hair And strut out the door. I skip to the town center and tell them "No. You are not making me shed my blood." They look annoyed but they agree and I hop to the 17 year old section. I wait and wait until I hear "and now for the reaping" I stand up tall and hear my name. I jump and yell "YAY!" I couldn't be happier

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The 200th Hunger Games
SonstigesWhat happens if the rebellion did fail and the Hunger Games went on for more than 200 years well we are about to find out.