Disclaimer: I don't own Johanna Mason, any of the Hunger Games Officials or the Hunger Games.: Suzanne Collins does. I'll add more to the list if needed. :)
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"I'm going to die" was the first thought that went through my mind when District 7's Escort Brianna Roberts gleefully announced the name "Johanna Mason" into the microphone. I slowly walked up the the stage palms sweating, hands shaking, and my wide brown eyes open wider. I couldn't stop myself from crying as I heard people groaning as they do when a twelve year old, like myself, gets reaped. As I approached the makeshift stage I realize no one will save me and volunteer their life for mine. Brianna reaches into the boy's bowl and announces the name Fredrick George. I feel a bit more relieved because I don't know him. When he reaches the stage we shake hands and we are quickly ushered into the Justice Building. I am ushered into a fancy bedroom and told to wait until visitors come. What feels like an eternity passes when my mother,father,and my two younger sisters walk in and I am quickly embraced by my sisters. My sisters are 4 but they know what's going on, the Hunger Games are aired at their day care center, what they don't know is how slim of a chance I have at survival, they don't know that when I get home, I'll be in a wooden box. I'll never chop another tree, or sit under my favorite tree and whittle the wildlife that can be found in District 7. They both whisper "I love you Sissy" at the same time and more tears flow down my face. My sisters Anna and Beth cling on me while I hug my parents.
"I love you guys" I whisper in my parents' and sister's ears. My mother reaches into her pocket and pulls out a silver breakaway necklace so I could wear it in the arena but it would break if someone tried to choke me with it.
"You're gonna win right?" My little sister, Beth asks. I couldn't lie to her but I couldn't say "no" so I say that I dont know. A Peacekeeper walks in and escorts my family out and my best friend Lindsay walks in and embraces me and I hug her back. We don't know what to say to each other so we sit in silence and cry until the Peacekeeper comes and escorts her out. I have no more visitors so I walk into a bathroom and start the water to wash my face when I hesitate and think, what if I pretend to be a weakling so no one kills me? Then when there's like three or four people left I'll strike!
Finally I have hope to win this thing! The Peacekeeper comes in and escorts me to the train station where the cameras await so I force myself to cry so the other Tributes will think I'm weak. I see Fredrick but don't acknowledge him and board the train. I see my seat and ask our escort how long of a ride it would be to the Capitol and I get no response. Several hours pass and we finally reach the Capitol and I have no more tears so I put on an innocent frighted face. As I exit the train the cameras flash in my face I look at the camera people so they can capture my real and feigned fear.
FYI in case you couldn't tell this is a Hunger Games Fan Fiction
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FanfictionJohanna Henry is a twelve year old girl who has been Reaped for the Hunger Games and doesn't stand much of a chance, she is by FAR the smallest and meekest of all 24 tributes in the 67th Hunger Games She wants to win, but she knows the fate of some...