Anastasia Brooks, a enchanted 17 year old from district 11 trying just to survive till her 18th, though fate has some other plans because it seems when she's reaped for the 74th hunger games, some people find her too enchanting...
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Anastasia POV Today was the day, the day that everyone dreaded, the day we had to send off children to be slaughtered for some sick entertainment. It was to be my last reaping, one more before my salvation, my safety was practically in front of me, all I had to do was survive today but I didn't realise how hard that would be.
I woke up early like I always did, humming to myself as I wondered into the kitchen. I put the kettle on the stove and greeted my cats, pumpkin and pepper,good morning as I fed them. once the kettle boiled,I poured myself a nice steaming cup of coffee. Living in 11 has its advantages such as small pleasures such as my coffee. I walked into my small living room with my steaming cup of coffee, only to be met with the harsh reality of what day it was, as I saw my reaping dress hanging where I left it. It wasn't anything fancy, but it was perfect to me, it was a handmade pastel green blouse embroidered with bouquets of flowers along the long, loose sleeves, on-top of that, a cream overdress that flowed down to her ankles, with frills along the neck and hem lines. It was by far the nicest things i owned , and the last thing I have of my mother as it was mom who made it for me.
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(Her reaping dress)
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( Her hair, something like this) Third person POV After bathing, Anastasia dresses in her reaping clothes and tries to make her hair look presentable. She does a half up half down hair style and decides it's presentable enough for the horrid day. She says farewell to her loveable felines and starts making her way to what is sure to be some poor person doom, what she doesn't realise is that that person is her.
Authors note Hi guys Sorry if this is really bad, but it is my first book so please leave any feedback In The comments. Hope you enjoy<3 Word count:341
