Me and my 2 sisters have been training for a year now. I'm pretty good with a bow and sword, know what plants are edible and have medical uses, how to start a fire, hunt, and make traps. I'm nervous though. Reapings are in a year my parents, and sisters say I'm prepared but I don't feel like I am. I stab 3 sandbags strait through the middle and sand goes everywhere. Jordan shot to arrows both hitting the bulls eye. Katie just threw 5 knives hitting 5 different sandbags. I think they are more prepared then me. After we clean up we go upstairs for dinner. 'Ya soup, again'' I whispered to my sisters. They busted out laughing. ''Girls stop whispering, sit down and eat your soup!'' Our my mom yelled. ''Yes ma'm'' we all sad simultaneously.
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