User blog:XShiloh/Annie Cresta's Story

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'''​​Since I'm random, I'm doing a P.O.V. about the amazing Annie Cresta. I'll put the chapters in as soon as possible and if anyones interested, here's a link to my other blog: User blog:XShiloh/xShiloh's First Hunger Games.'''=====

WARNING!: There might be kissing scenes here so if you feel uncomfortable, I understand and will tone it down.

XShiloh 00:38, June 24, 2012 (UTC) xS.





The Reaping prt 1
I cast my net out into the crystal blue sea as I watch the sun rise in a brilliant gold, leaving a pinkish hue. The Reaping is today and it's on everyone's minds. As the people sleep in, I wake up early and ready myself for today. I doubt though I thought. Since I was twelve, I have never been picked for tribute, even if I did tesserae a bajillion times. So, i'm known to be one of the 10% people who survive to see the light of day. I reel in my catch, not surprised by another perfect dozen and pour it in my bucket. I then roll up my net and head back to the town square. As I walk towards the stone pavement, I see a figure jogging by the surf. Finnick, our only guy victor, makes me feel nervous. Not only will he be the mentor this year, but if he sees me, he'll think I'm stealing food. His bronze hair and tan skin comes closer and I break into sprinting. I don't stop till I almost slam into my house door. All the houses, except the Victors Village, look the same.Sky blue paneling, Brown roof, silver metallic door with white bordering & windows bordered with greenish driftwood. I calm myself, force a smile and twist the slim silver handle.

TO BE CONTIINUED!!