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"It is time," My mom says as she signals me to whisper.
"Time for what mom? The reaping? I know that," I replied.
"Rey, there is so much I have to tell you, but I don't have much time," She says looking over my shoulder. "You have to get ready for whats to come. Remember, the one you fear the most, will help you well. Use your weapon wisely,"
What? What does that even mean?
"That doesn't make any sense," I asked in utter confusion.
"All will be clear in time Rey, Just keep in mind, you are better off at one of the capitals." Placing an object in my pocket she continues," Contact, this person immediately okay?"
"But, why? Mom did you do something wrong?" I ask in worry as I take a crumpled up paper with me.
"Just promise me you will?" She says holding my hand.
"Yes okay-" I started, still confused as to what she wanted to say.
"Now we better be off, before someone notices us," She says dragging me to the house as she took my weapons.
Pinching my finger, she draws some blood and puts it into a vial.
"Mom, what is that? Is that-", I say as she hurriedly moves across the room.
"Shea is already at the square, you go too. Best of luck, Rey," She says as she kisses my forehead. "Hope we meet again."
And right then, one of the peacemakers entered our house and dragged me out.
"All females of age eighteen to twenty five, please enter the square," The announcement roared. "Attendance is mandatory."
Walking up in the line, my mothers words kept swirling in my head like a broken record.
A person pushes me to the next line, as I enter the first line for the youngest, completely unaware of my whereabouts.
All I can do, is try to understand what made my mother say that?
Families cry from the farthest end, but from the crowd I see someone awfully familiar smiling.
My mom.
Next to her, I see my sister, crying as she hugs onto my moms waist.
I will be back, I mouth to her.
"Your finger please," I hear a voice ask.
"Huh?" I reply as my head turns to the person behind the counter.
"Your finger," She says as she holds out her hand.
Forcibly pushing my hand forward, I place my hands onto hers. In a prick, a few drops of blood ooze down. Using a spatula, she paves way for it into a vial that looked just like the one my mom took.
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