We sit on the little bench in front of our house. My legs are shaking and my head is spinning around. My name is 24 times in it today. Thats way to much for a girl with the age of 15. But I don't care. If I must go to that arena, I'm going to freak out I guess . That's all. Freak out and then die. All that careers are way stronger then me. The reaping day always had been sad for everyone. But when I lost my older sister 10 years ago because of the games it got even worse.
We walk to the square and sign in. I walk to the girls on the left side and my brother goes right. They show us a film from the capitol and it's hard for me to hold in. I want to yell at the capitol, destroy it and never live with it again. But I can't. I see my father standing in the corner and he's looking back at me. We stare into each others eyes and when the women begins to talk I look away from my father. She walks to the bowl with the girls names in it and she picks a card. After a while my name is yelled over the square. I am frozen and just standing here. Everyone is looking at me. Peace keepers walking up to me and lift me to the stage. I am crying when I hear my father yelling: "LEAVE HER ALONE! YOU CANT TAKE EVERYTHING FROM ME! PLEASE!" But I'm standing on the stage already. "YOU... I HATE YOU. My daughter. my only girl left.. my..." my father's yelling turns into crying. "Dad.. I'm okay" I tell him. But I'm not. Another tribute is reaped and I don't even manage who. I'm freaking out. Just as I thought.
My father says goodbye and the peacekeepers have to drag him away from me. And then my brother walks in. My breath stops and my hearth stops for a second. I can't see him.. not now. I'm a fool. "Rosalyn.. you can win" he he nods. "I can't. You know that" I reply. "It's true.." . "Try it at least then." He says. "I will." I tell him. There are no words anymore for us. He cries I hold him and then the time is over. They pull him outside.
In the train. I do nothing but sit in my room. I stare outside and think of my mother. "Be strong Rosalyn." I tell myself. When I go outside for a walk I see it's night already. I make myself drink and eat a bread. I haven't spoke to my 'mentor' or what it supposed to be. And I said nothing to the other tribute. How am I going to win this. I can't.. the only thing I'm good at is hiding and climbing. My chance of winning is 1/100.
In the morning I wake up in my bed. I don't know how I got here. Maybe they dragged me. Or I was sleepwalking. I can't remember anymore. When I look outside I see the capitol. I finally see the other tribute and I realize it's a boy from my class. He looks in my eyes and we give each other a little smile. But I'm not really in to kindness. So when we step out of the train I don't even look at the capitol citizens.
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FantasyRosalyn Johnson lives in district 12 with her father and brother. her mother died and since that moment everything changed. she is building up her life again till there happens something awfull. she is strong, but is she able to handle this?
