AbbySalvatore01
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"Now it is time for our reaping." She left the mic and headed for the female tribute bowl. She shuffled and mix and when she pulled her hand out one accidentally fell from the bowl. She bent over and picked it up.
"I oppose this is our card fate has chosen." She slowly opened the card. I could feel my heart pounding against my rib cage. it threatened to jump for my body and run away, just like I want to do right now. "And our district one tribute for the females is... Akiria Cordella."
I slowly made my way through the crowed and into the isle having to peel my own hand away from my best friend. Every step felt like my legs where made of iron. I ascended the steps to meet Cachinn.
"Hello dear." She motioned me to stand behind her.
Cachinn returned to the mic with the male's tribute name. "And our male tribute for district one is... Enzo liner." Not my best friend!
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This was it. Their names where drawn for the sacrifice. Panem needs an example and they are it. Brother and sister in the fight to death as punishment for something their father did.
A band of kids fight to the death in order to survive. Only one must exit but at what cost. At what cost would they risk everything to save two?
This is the 73rd hunger games. May the odds be ever in your favor.