So, i hope you like this new story!!!!
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“Clove Elizabeth Heartsworth! Get up right now!” I heard my mom shout. “The reaping starts in 20 minutes.”
“I’m coming mom,” I groaned and sat up. I’ve been entered into the reaping once a year since I was the age of twelve. I lived in the wealthier part of district 2, so I never had to take out any tesserae.
“Get up now Clove!” my mom shouted again. “I will not have a daughter who’s a lazy oaf!”
“I’m coming! Don’t get your swords in a twist!” I got up and put on my best dress. Ugh, thank god the reaping only happens once a year.
After checking in, I went to stand with the girls in the 15 year-old section. My older sister, Lyme, went to stand with the 18 year-olds. Our district representative, Lyzee (A/N this is pronounced Lies) walked up to the podium and greeted us. After the usual video, Lyzee walked up to the girl’s sphere. She rummaged around for a few moments, before picking a slip of paper. She unfolded it, and read the name in a crisp, clear voice. “Clove Heartsworth.”
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Like i said before, i hope you like this story! Who is your favorite character? Please comment!!!! Thanks!!!!
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