Chapter eleven

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The bile in my throat turns sour as I take in what the lady has just exclaimed. Happy hunger games? I feel sick to the stomach. The Capitol think this is some fun game designed by the Capitol for entertainment. Anger sears in my head and I feel like attacking someone.

I take a deep breath and frown as the lady carries on talking. "My name is Florence Chrysanthemum and I am your districts new escort for these games." She squeaks " since these are the first games I will explain how the Reaping will work. I will draw a name from each of these two bowls- boys and girls. I will read the names before asking if we have any volunteers. The people who reaped or volunteer will be entered into the Hunger Games. Fun, fun!"

I feel Dia reach for my hand as I quiver at the thought of being reaped. The warmth of Dia's hand comforts me and assures me that I will not be picked, I mean what are the chances.

Florence swallows an excited giggle and announces- " Now, for the selection. Ladies first!"

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