Reaping... I think everybody already knows how it happens, but still I would like to describe my city. Our village looks like a crescent from bird eye view (well at least it how my dad describes it to Me.) and instead of star in the middle there is a big stage for different purposes. Like for public punishments, hanging, news and at last for reaping. Around this stages were many shops and bakeries. All buildings were covered by paint of different shades of yellow and gold. Rich people have gold houses, poor have greenish-yellow. Families like ours which aren’t poor or rich, had wheat yellow houses. Happily they were the most seen everywhere. Also mostly rich families lived in the middle of crescent. So they were close to most of the shops and bakeries. Our discipline in District 9 is strict but fair. Well at least most of the rules… Now back to begining…
The area was crowded by children: boys and girls divided in age groups. Parents and youngsters below twelve stayed aside. I saw my mum and twins worried face. Dad was calm but I could feel that everyone is nervous. Finishing checking in, I decided to join my friends which were standing under the symbol 15 years. Their face has no emotions at least they tried to hide them. But nothing could be hidden from my eyes. I could see that all of them scared, nervous, worried and wish that it finishes faster. I could not shake of the feeling that something bad is going to happen.
-“Hi! Girls. How are you?” I whispered to Jamie while getting in the line.
-“Good. Thanks.” She answered.
-“I wish they will finish fast…” And I was interrupted by the sound of knocking on the microphone.
-“Hello! Everybody! Today is the great day, isn’t it?” said loud and sugary voice.
I looked up and saw our… monster, Tarlianna, in her poison green dress. I suppose my readers are very interested how she looked like; well… can you image a monkey which tried to paint herself in many different colors? It would look like a parrot or a chameleon with broken color change… Now, what I mean that, she definitely was color blind or she has a bad, NO, HORRIBLE taste in color. I cannot judge her, who knows; maybe it is a new popular style in Capitol? As I started to describe Tarlianna, she had flashy pink wig in form of fluffy cake, Dark blue lipstick with glitters, bright yellow gloves till elbow, marker-orange make up, long eyelashes (I really mean very LONG eyelashes about 15 cm!!! I don’t know how she managed to wink with them…), bloody red shoes and in addition her open skin was covered by little diamond. So every time when sunrays fell on her skin thousand rainbows glittered around Tarlianna. Ok, this was only most charming in her appearance. In total she looked like a Giant Parrot!
First of course our mayor came out on the stage and told us a long speech about history of Capitol, how Capitol win in the war, how they brought down the 12 district and erased district 13 from the earth face. And bla, blabla, blaba… After Tarlianna took microphone in her hand and with a huge smile on her face started her speech:
-“Hello! And welcome everybody!!! Today is a very special day! Welcome to 10th Hunger Games! This is very big celebration for all of us. As in this time organizers of Hunger Games decided to make it memorable, so this time instead of two distributes… There are will be four from each district!!!”
There was big silence after these words, and then disturbance wave grumbled through the crowd.
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10th Hunger Games
FanfictionStory about Girl, Anjella from district 9. Lived her proper and stable life until one moment when everything changed...