Hello. My name is Cyan and I'm going to tell you about when I almost got myself killed.
When Cyan gets reaped for The Hunger Games, she's terrified. She had never really watched The Hunger Games so she had no idea what to expect. When she gets ther...
I awoke to light fluttering in through the window of my house in District 4. My mother was laying put my reaping day outfit. Reaping day! I had totally forgotten. I really hoped I was not reaped. "Morning honey," My mom said. "Morning," I said, looking over the outfit. It was a cyan dress that complemented my blonde hair and blue eyes:
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I had a cyan hair clip:
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And finally cyan shoes:
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"You like it?" My mom asked. "It's amazing," I said. I got dressed in my outfit and looked in the mirror. I was stunning! "Let me do your hair," My mom said, walking over to me. I let her style my hair into space buns:
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The last thing I did was put on red lipstick. "Perfect," My mom said. We walked into the square together. My mom gave me a little peck on the cheek before I joined the other 16 year olds. The escort, a woman named Leto Martin, greeted the mentor, Finnick Odiar (he never died in this book). "Ah welcome! Lets begin!" Leto exclaimed. She grabbed a name out of the ball. "Cyan Jones!" Leto yelled. My jaw dropped. Of course it was me! The worst things always happened to me! I walked on stage and smiled, trying not to show fear. "Well that's it." Leto said "May the odds ever be in your favor!"
