Far Away

"And we are back for the 76th and final Hunger Games." The voice chilled my bones. Yet, I was forced to listen. "Each living victor will have two tributes. One boy and one girl." I cringe, as the glass balls are placed on two seperate glass tables. A small woman by name of Effie Trinket, appears on stage. Her hair is a wild blue color. She smiles down at us as her hand reaches into the glass bowl holding all of the female children's names. My fingers tingle as my sister, Lily, squeezes them in hope that will stop them from drawing my name. I watch closely as the paper is lifted, unfolded, and read aloud, "Jabberjay OakWood." I am numb. I hear Lily hit the ground screaming and just barely feel her hands enclose on my ankle. Everyone is staring at me, I am frozen.