Madee Hall, District 1, Task 1

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I looked at myself in the mirror that hung on the center of the wall in the room. It was the only thing decorating this room besides the boring gray table I was laying on hours before. The table brings me the memories I experienced of painful waxing and washing but it was worth it. When I looked inside the mirror I saw a confident, grown up lady. Not the well trained, knowledgeable, fourteen year old fighting machine.
That was how I was raised by my stern father. He would train me with knifes at first. Then when I mastered that I would move on to more advanced weapons like a gauntlet. My father would look down upon me with anger if I messed up. He did this to protect me from the pain of the Hunger Games. When he was in the games he got a deep cut from his forehead all the way down to his shoulder. He got it from his team mate that betrayed him. Luckily he survived a won.
I was struck with awe. I was in a long, white dress that hugged the curves I had. From just a little bit below the knees it widened to make me look like a mermaid. Not the creepy mermaids from "Peter and the star catchers" by Ridley Pearson and Dave Barry. A mermaid like Areal in "The little mermaid" by Disney. To top off the dress it had a thin black belt that ran across my waist and tied into a bow in the back.
"It looks good but it's missing something." Said the person who gave me the dress and styled my hair into perfect curls, as he entered the room again. He has light spiky hair blonde hair. He is wearing a long sleeve black t-shirt and black pants. "I'm Percy your stylist. You should wear these." Percy said as he held out a pair of sparkly, four inch, white stiletto heels. I gawked at him. I have never walked in heels before. Even though I'm from district 1. We were always training in school. The mayor was even highly trained. Never partying or dancing like some people in the capital. I set the shoes down and stepped into them. My smooth feet felt like they were walking on giant, puffy clouds but when I tried to walk my face unfortunately met the floor. "Take small steps and you'll be ok." Said Percy hiding a laugh as he helped me stand up. I thanked him and walked out of the room. I went down the long, narrow hallway and into the nearby silver elevator to take me to my district 1 teammate.

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