clove part 1

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                                                                        chapter 1

"Ladies first" says the woman whoes come to our district every year since I can remember, she comes to present the day two male and female representitives from each district all unite and come together as one and than battle it out till death. My fingers are crossed, I look over my shoulder and see my mum, she catches my gaze and holds her hand up neck hight, her fingers are crossed.She wants me to go I want me to go. This time im going, im definnitley going not like last year when my mum couldn't bare to let me go, not after loseing my dad to the snowy mountians of district two.

Her hand is swishing around the bowl, she must pick me my name is in there to many times to count. wait shes gripped a piece of paper shes  pulling it out so slowly that i think my gag reflexs might start to react,as her hand is leaving the bowl she flashes the audience the piece of paper I cant quite make sense of all the letters that are supposed to make a name but I really hope its me."The girl tribute for the seventyforth games will be..Metta Enbroid"  says the woman I still dont know her name yet. I can just see the young girl around the age twelve shes about to climb the first step to the stage when I yell "I VOLENTEER AS A TRIBUTE" as the words slip out my mouth I know its to late to take any of them back luckily it hadn't even past my mind. The girls stiff tradgic looking face passes and relief takes over. As I walk over to the stage I see the girl in the audience she is hugging on to her mum who has obviously been crying shes planted her lips on the girls head and is whispering things to her most likely calming things that will help her get over the shock of the moment, just than the woman looks up for  a second and I see her she mouths the wordsthankyou to me I reply with a smile  and thats all.

"now for the boys" god I really hope it's no one that I know it will be easier watching somone I don't know die than somone I do. It's not as slow watching the woman pull the piece of paper out for the boys but when she does my heart sinks "the boy tribute for the seventyforth games is..Cato Ludwig" out of all the people she could have chose she chose my best friend and another thing about the games is that there is only one winner!

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⏰ Last updated: Mar 09, 2013 ⏰

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