I woke up this morning to my little brother screaming."Dallas what is the matter!" I scream kind of agitated. Hey it's not every day you get to sleep late. "I had a nightmare that I got picked in the reaping." He said. Tears were streaming down his face. "Dallas your only 9 there is absolutely no way you're getting picked." He hugged me tightly." But you might." I hugged him back ruffling his white hair."I'll be fine I'm a tough girl." He nodded his head."I know but I would miss you while you're in the arena." I rubbed his back and said softly"I know I know."
My mom walked up stairs and knocked on the door. Even though it was wide open."Hey babys it's time to get ready for the reaping I made some grilled cheese sandwiches and your dad went to go buy your reaping outfits " I groaned. I hate wearing dresses but every year my parents make me wear a dress to the reaping."Now now you have to look presentable for the reaping so no complaining."
After eating our grilled cheese sandwiches and putting on our reaping clothes, we headed to the Justice Building. The Escort lady walked up the steps and almost tripped. I had to stifle my laughter because my dad was shooting me a look that said"If you laugh you will wish you had been reaped."
"Ladies First!!" The escort exclaimed walking to the glass bowl. She cleared her throat then said "Lily Montenegro!."
Shot I can hear my little brother screaming as he runs after me just to be ushered away by some peacekeepers. Before I knew what happened my brother bit the peacekeeper. The last thing I saw before more peacekeepers blocked my way was my brother take a bullet to the head
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The Story Of Us
FanfictionThis is my version of the 66th Hunger Games. I don't own any of the Characters except the Tributes for the Games. Enjoyyyyyy!!!!!