The 23rd Annual Hunger Games

" Finn.... what if my name gets called?" I whispered to my older brother. I was worried about the Hunger Games.... today was reaping day. " Listen, Hadly....  your name is not going to be called. it hasn't the past 3 years, has it?" he replied. He was a boy, but he put my hair in a perfect bun. Our mother worked, and so did our Father, so it was kinda up to him to take care of me. I looked at him. He looked back at me. He was a spitting image of my mother. Blonde hair, blue eyes. He was very handsom. I looked like his twin, but he was 3 years older. He was 17. We were from district one. Our family always has been. My mother remembers her mother saying " District one has luxury goods... so we live in luxury".

But that was before the uprising.

23 years ago, the 13 districts rebelled. We all lost. We surrendered. But district 13 didn't. They don't exist any more. To prevent an uprising, we had the hunger games. Each year, a female tribute and male tribute will be choosen from every district  (besides 13, of course) Then they fight in a virtual arena till only one tribte remains. The rest are all dead. Most people from District ien go into training when they are 2 My mother didn't want that to happen. So we didn't.... And consiquently, the Reaping scares us. Someone volunteers almost every time. So really, there's no need to even draaw.

Unless its really dramatic.

Like one year, 2 kids got called. They were both 12. no one volunteered. Because this would be a good show. The reason why is that career districts almost always win. But 12 year olds.... almost never. So yeah, very interesting.

I was inturrupted by Finn. "hey, dont be nervouse, sis. You won't be called. You'll be fine. It'll be fine." he said as he hugged me tightly. I suddenly realized i had tears running down my eyes. I nodded. He told me to get dressed, so i put on my Green dress with frills.

"Hadly... Time to go!"