My feet kicks the dew off the grass and my breath comes out as steam, creating large puffs in front of my face. Although my dress is getting wet and dirty, I don't care, I only wear this dress once a year and it's because I might get chosen to fight to the death. I call this dress my death dress because if my name is reaped it may well be the last thing I wear from home.
As they prick my finger to sign in, I see my scarlet blood slowly come out of it and I lick it to clean it. I stand in the group with the rest of the fourteen year olds and look around. In the crowd near me I see my mum fight through it to the fence line and and motion for me to stand closer. When I get there I reach my hand over the fence, but a peacekeeper pushes me back. I mouth 'I love you' to her, and a tear rolls down her cheek.
On the stage, a little lady stands holding a blue umbrella, wearing a blue dress and shoes, her hair dyed blue and a blue tattoo snaking around her leg. She collapses her umbrella and hands it to a peacekeeper. She then walks to the microphone. Butterflies flail inside my stomach, which is tight with nervousness. "First the ladies..." she starts as she walks to the glass reaping ball, mixes them around with her hand and grasps onto a piece of paper.
"Katrina Clovet!" she yells and my heart sinks. Everyone turns to me and I look at my mum, her face is wet with tears and she is screaming. But all I can hear is my heart thumping like a drum.
Boom, boom... boom
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Katrina's Games
FanfictionThis is a hunger games fanfic about a girl named Katrina Clovet. She is 14 and an only child. She is reaped and sent away to The Capitol. She is about to live through horrors she would only ever see in her nightmares.
