User blog:YourFavoriteSalmon/The Girl from District 8 (39th Hunger Games)

Chapter 1, the Reaping
Hi, my name is Amy Winders. I am about 5"6, my eyes are as green as grass, and my hair is a brown color. I am pretty slim, but I am strong for my looks. I am 15, and it was reaping day. The day was boring as usual, get my hair braided into twin ponytails, wear my mom's white dress, go with my little brother Daniel. He is 13 now, and he is just as bored as me. We walk, wear we get our fingers pricked and then proceed. I daydream until I hear our escort the usual annoying speeches blah blah blah, then saying in that annoying tone "Let the odds ever be in your favor!" then she exclaims "Ladies First!". I yawn, clearly not expecting much. Then, like a crackle of thunder "Amy Winders!". My name. I was going to the hunger games. My look of boredom instantly changed to one of fear. Daniel started to sniffle as I was taken to the stage. I could see my mother, weeping into my father's chest. He looked very sad too. I stood, trying to keep a straight face when the escort called the Boy's name, "Brett Jakobs!". Brett was one of the biggest teenagers in our district. We shook hands, and stepped away.

Chapter 2, the Last Visit
My family came in. Daniel hugged me, then my mom and dad. Dad gave me a few words of advice. "Get to a ranged weapon. Remember how well you threw rocks with me?". I remembered those days. We would try to hit trees with small stones. I got good at it and could hit the slimmest trees. Then my mom said "Win it... for us..." then Daniel said "Don't die sis...". The rest was a blur, and soon I found myself boarding the train. I waved to my district as the train left.