Once Dad and I return home, it's time to get ready for the reaping that starts at 10:00am sharp.
I have shower, then change into my reaping dress.
It's a gorgeous design, it's strapless and tight at the top, then at the top of my waist it flows down gracefully. I tie a black ribbon around my waist, it matches my black slip on shoes.
I blow dry my hair and style it into half up half down.
I clip on a necklace that has a little emerald gem, everyone says it brings out the colour in my eyes.
I finish applying a little bit of makeup, slip on my black shoes and walk down stairs.
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The 21st Hunger Games
FanfictionThis is a story written from a girl's point of view, going into the 21st Hunger Games.
