User blog:FrostSnake/FrostSnake's 196th Hunger Games

Hello everyone! This is going to be my first games and I hope it will be as good as Cloveismywife's Hunger Games and Foxfacedfanatic's Hunger Games!

Intro
The Hunger Games have been restarted by Katniss and Peeta's great-grandson. They will include the Capitol and District 13.

Rules
1. You are allowed 3 tributes.

2. Make them intersesting. NO PERFECT TRIBUTES. I will let other tributes fill taken slots if they are more interesting. I will announce in the comments if that happens. Do not get mad at me if your tribute is dropped from the games.

3. You can either make a lunaii, or I will make one for you. If you don't make the descirption clear.

4. Reservations last until all the other tribute spots are filled. Then they become null and void.

5. Do not get mad when your tribute dies.

6. I will try to update daily.

7. I shall not go to profiles.

8. I will write reapings, and then just do training scores. Then I will go to the games.

9. Please try to make them new.

That's it, so please submit a tribute now!

Tribute Template
Name:

District (Top 3):

Age:

Gender

Height:

Reaped or Volunteered:

Backstory:

Strengths (Only 2):

Weaknesses:

Fears:

Weapons (Only 2):

Token:

Appearance:

Allies: ( If any )

Notes (If any):

Tributes

 * Due to Mysims ban, lily1997 will be mentoring Cissabella and Tangerine.

Items
Anti-Poison: $100

Awl: $100

Axe: $150

Backpack: $50

Blanket: $50

Bow: $150

Blowgun: $100

Bread: $50

Burn Cream: $125

Canteen: $100

Camoflauge Paints: $100

Dagger: $100

Darts (12): $25

Dried Meat: $75

Dried Fruit: $50

Fighting Fans (2): $75

Giant bouncy ball: $25

Instant Relief (Heals any wound immediately): $400

Knife: $75

Large Tent (Can't be moved; Can house 4 tributes): $250

Mace: $125

Matches: $75

Neosporin (To protect infection in open wounds): $150

Net: $125

Night-Vision Glasses (Allows your tribute to move at night): $150

Paddles: $50

Painkiller: $75

Parka (Large coat for extreme warmth): $150

Poison: $75

Portable Fan (Cools tributes down): $150

Quiver of Arrows (12): $25

Raft: $250

Rocks(10)[usually for sling shot]: $25

Rope: $25

Shield: $100

Shovel: $100

Sleeping bag: $75

Slingshot: $125

Small Tent (Can be carried around; Can house two tributes): $200

Snowshoes: $100

Soup: $75

Spear: $125

Spile: $75

Stuffed Animal (of your choice): $5

Sword: $125

Throwing Axes (3): $200

Throwing Knives (3): $200

Trident: $275

Waffles (10): $50

Water: $100

Wire: $75

Wooden Club: $125

Maxwell Robin, District 1
Beep, beep. I wake up to that sound every morning to go to career training. I put on my training clothes, thinking that it was training today like always. When I get down stairs into the kitchen, I see my parents and sister, Annabelle talking. I don't know why she's down here this early. It's not like she has to go to school or training anymore ever since she won the Hunger Games. I'm about to head out the door, while eating a pancake until Annabelle comments "Your really wearing that to reaping? I thought you were volunteering today!" I sprint up the stairs. I totally forgot it was reaping day. I put on some nice clothes and rush out the door. My parents don't even wish me good luck, or even look up as I leave. I never get any attention anymore. It's Annabelle this, Annabelle that. As I leave I hear my sister say, "If he wants to win, he's gonna have to do better than forgetting its reaping day." She makes my blood boil. Why did she have to get reaped? I think to myself. Instead of being happy, she's so obsessed with herself. I'll show her by winning. I get my finger pricked and wave to my best friend, Lion Emerald. He is one of the few people in our district that doesn't want to be reaped or volunteer. He comes over and I suddenly feel bad about volunteering and leaving. But I know I'm going to come back, but I still don't tell him I'm volunteering. Just then, our escort, Flower Destiny bounds onto the stage, looking like a hippie, and greets us. The crowd cheers and she says: " Let's choose some tributes to represent our fabulous district!" She walks over to the girls bowl. She yells " Riley Norris!" a small 13 year old steps up to the stage until a beautiful girl yells "I volunteer!" It's Missy! She sits next to me in class. It's a shame I'm going to have to fight her."What's your name dear?" Flower asks."Missy Catania!" She cheerfully says in response. "Now for the boys!" She pulls out the top slip and calls "Lion Emerald!" He glances at me and his lip quivers. He walks shakily up to the stage until I yell "I volunteer!". He looks at me and smiles. "You can win this!" he yells to encourage me. I smile and walk up to the stage and announce "I am Maxwell Robins, and I will come back as a victor!" Flower claps along with the audience. "Annabelle's your sister right?" Flower asks. I nod and she smiles and says "I hope you do just as well as she does." The crowd cheers, and I shake Missy's hand. We climb into the train and meet Summer Ashton, another mentor who is also Annabelle's best friend. We also see Annabelle and she begins to tell us everything we need to win. I know I can do this.

Lisa Chrundabell, District 2
I ran down stairs in my best dress. I slid into my seat at the table where my parents were already sitting, drinking coffee. It's been 8 years since I last went to actual career training, after my parents lost their jobs and we could no longer afford it. But I've been training by myself, and I am planning on volunteering today. I know that I can win. "Mom, Dad..." I begin, but before I can finish my dad gets up and gives me a hug. "You'll do great out there honey." my dad tells me. "How did you know?" I ask. My mom laughs and says "I know you didn't notice, but we've been watching you train all this time. We've figured out you want to win, to make life better for all of us." I grin and say "I will!" I wave and run out the door. I see all the other girls who tease me because I didn't go to the career academy, and I lose all my cheerfulness. I put my head down and walk to reaping quietly. I get my finger pricked and stand in my area. Ella Flores runs out onto the stage in a crazy, umm I think it's a clown outfit? But everyone laughs and she yells, "Let's choose who will hopefully win for our district!" The crowd cheers and she reaches into the girls bowl. As she pulls out a slip I yell, "I volunteer!" Just seconds before other girls start yelling the same. I walk up to the stage proudly and tell Ella "My name is Lisa Chrundabell." The group of girls that tease me laugh, and someone yells, "Hey Lisa, how are you gonna win if you didn't go to Career Academy?" My face turns red, but I stay quiet. I'll show them when I win this thing. Ella yells "Be nice!". The crowd quiets down, but before she pulls a name from the boys bowl,she says "This time wait till I read a name before you volunteer!" Ella reaches into the bowl and calls "Richy Henderson!" The crowd laughs at his name and then someone yells "I volunteer!" A tall boy jogs up onto the stage. "Name please?" Ella asks. "Dylan Goyth." he replies. We shake hands and then Ella yells "Our tributes, Lisa Chrundabell and Dylan Goyth!" The crowd cheers as we board the train to the Capitol.

Calcium Infinity, District 3
I wake up and look at my mother, who is still in bed. A couple of years ago, my dad was killed by a fire in a factory he owned. My mother has never been the same since. She spends most of her time in bed, but she needs to get out today, because it's my first reaping. I nudge her and she blinks up at me. "Yes?" she asks, as if she is in some kind of daze. "Come on Mom! It's my first reaping day! You've got to come with me! I'm pretty scared!" I practically yell at her. She sighs. I head to the kitchen and make oatmeal. I drag my mom out of bed and to the breakfast table. I make her eat, and I begin to wonder why she is being SO VERY difficult. I usually walk everywhere because I'm not old enough to drive, but I make my mother drive us to the square today. I wave at her and go get my finger pricked. Bob Beetle, our escort, runs out onto the stage in a neon yellow jumpsuit. He yelled "Let's get on with it! Ladies first!" He skips over to the girl's bowl and reaches in. "Adrianna Softly" a pretty girl walks slowly up to the stage, knowing she will probably die. That is until a EXTREMLEY tough looking girl yells "I volunteer as tribute!". Bob looks impressed, and the girls grabs the microphone and screams "I am Issabella Electrode, and you bet I'm going to be coming back to District 3!" District 3 cheers in response to that. "Now for the boys!" Bob calls out. He reaches for the top slip and calls "Calcium Infinity!" I stare in shock. How, how is that possible? I'm sobbing as I walk up to the stage. I watch as my mother starts sobbing then collapses to the floor. "Mom..." I choke out before getting to the stage. Bob pulls out his phone and dialls 911. The last thing I see of district 3 is my mom being rushed to the hospital by ambulance.

Cissabella Grey, District 4
I stare out the window of my room at the care home, at the ocean. The sun hasn't risen yet. I'm planning on volunteering today. I'm going to make my parents proud, even though I never met them. I put on a blue dress and slip out the door. I creep onto the beach, and stand as far away from the water as possible. I'm not sure why, but water scares me a lot. I run through the sand quietly until I reach the cave that I keep my traing supplies in, for whenever I want to train alone. I grab my axe and practice swinging it around. I put it back and grab my wooden trident I made. I throw it, and for a moment I'm proud of how far it goes, until it lands in the murky, blue water. Oops. It's still dark out so I can't even see it, much less think of retrieving it. I guess it doesn't matter, because I'm going to win, and I don't have to train after that. I wish my parents hadn't been drug addicts. They would have been encouraging me, helping me and everything. But at the orphan care center that I live in, you just get blank stares. I reflect on my past as I walk back to the care home. The sun is beginning to rise by the time I get back, and everyone is lining up to go to reapings. I jump in line and we walk to the reaping in single file. We get to our reaping square and find... that it is covered in seaweed? Weird... Anyway, we get our fingers pricked and I head to the girls section. Mina Blue runs out onto the stage with her skin dyed blue. Gross. "Hello District 4!" Mina yells into the microphone. Everyone cheerss for her and Mina smiles. "Ok, no speeches this year! Let's choose who has the great honor to represent us this year!" The crowd cheers some more as she walks over to the girls bowl. "Ste-" She begins until me, and around 20 other girls scream "I volunteer!" She points and me and I walk up to the stage where I see a bunch of 18 year olds staring angrily at me. I laugh to myself until Mina asks for my name. "Cissabella Grey." I say into the microphone. "Let's give it up for our female tribute, Cissabella Grey!" Mina practically screams. The crowd goes crazy and I smile. Mina struts over to the boys bowl, but before she can reach in, and 18 year old yells "I volunteer!" The rest of the boys section looks angry, because your not supposed to volunteer until after the first letter is said. "I'm Emmet Wood!" He announces proudly. Mina ushers us into the train and starts giving Emmet the etiquette talk and how he should listen to the rules. He's not even listening as she blabs on, and on and on.

Amanda Starling, District 5
I wake up with a grin on my face. I don't even care that it's reaping day, because I finally have a family. I've lived on the streets almost all of my life ever since my village was destroyed. A power plant error did it, and basically destroyed my family, my life and everything. I've had to live on the streets ever since. Until 2 days ago, a family found me and took me in. That's why I'm so thrilled. I have a new life, a new family. I put on a beautiful dress, and gasped. I can't believe I'm wearing this. I skip down stairs and see my new parents and I smile. They get up and I hug them. My new brother, Arthur, who is 8, jumps happily into the kitchen. We all sit down at our table and eat something called waffles. They're pretty good. My new family and I hop into our small car and drive to the big square for the reaping. I hug everybody before I get my finger pricked and head into the girls section. I cross my fingers and hope that I won't be picked when Jeremy Thornhead comes bounding out onto the stage. I guess he expected a big applause or something because he looked disappointed when he was greeted with solem faces. "Not in the mood for celebrating I see, so let's pick some tributes and get it over with!" The crowd begins to murmur with anxiety, hoping they won't get picked. For some reason he struts over to the boy's bowl and reaches in. "Tyler Pine!" he yells. I see a boy walking slowly up to the stage, and I see a girl sobbing, I believe her name is Lauren Myers, she's his girlfriend. He tries to smile, but it's obvious he's pretty sad. Jeremy claps and walks over to the girls bowl. I'm starting to get nervous. My name is in there 20 times. Jeremy grabs the top slip and calls "Amanda Starling!" I almost faint. How... How... Could it be me..? I see my new family crying and my dad screams "You can do it honey!" I walk to the stage crying softly. I'll try to win. I hope I can. I yell "I love you, and I'll try!". I slip onto one of the cushioned chairs and start crying. I'll probably die, is my last thought before I fall asleep.

Flicks Marvel, District 6
I wake up getting shaken by my brother. Timothy is only 12 and he is quivering with anxiety. I grab his hands and say "It's ok, your not going to be reaped." He sighs and I can tell he's not positive that he won't be reaped. I grab his hand and we walk to our house's kitchen. My parents aren't awake yet so we head into their room and shake them awake. They hop up and we all walk into the kitchen. It's a mess. My mother looks around in dismay. I pipe up and say "Let's go out to eat then!" We go to the Italian Buffet.

1 hour later...

We are happy, full and then we remember we have to go to reaping. We drive over and arrive just in time. I grab Timothy's hand and we go get our fingers pricked and run into the roped section. Amy Cleo, our escort, jogs out onto the stage with neon green hair. The crowd cheers and she says "Who's our lucky representatives? Let's find out!" The crowd holds their breaths in anticipation. I squeeze my brothers hand and as she calls out the girls name "Jasmine Richards!" A pretty girl sobs on her way up to the stage. I feel badly for her. Amy claps and walks over to the boys bowl. I hold my breath and hope its not me. "Timothy Marvel!" she screams into the microphone. It wasn't me, but it was Timothy. "But you said... It wasn't going to be me... " Timothy says as he begins to sob as he walks up to the stage. "And it won't! I volunteer!" I yell and step to the stage. "Please come home!" I hear Timothy yell. I hope I can I think as I step into the train.

Tobious Leck, District 7
I weigh my spear in my hand, knowing this would probably be my last day of training before I become a victor. I narrow my eyes and look at the tree that I use for target practice in the forest training center that I've used for the last 10 years. I fling the spear and it soars through the air and hits the bulls eye I painted on the tree. I pull my sword out of a log and take a breath of the cool morning air. I look at the dummy I made out of leaves and chop it up. It falls apart, and I smile, knowing I'm ready. I walk back slowly, as it's still dark out. As I walk I begin to ponder how to tell my parents that I'm plannig to volunteer. I trained in secret and my parents never knew about it. I slip through the back door and climb in bed. A couple minutes later my mom comes into my room and gently shakes me so I will wake up. I pretend to groan and I act all sleepy. "Reapings today right?" I ask my mom. She smiles and says "It is, let's hope you don't get reaped today!" she says and ruffles my hair, and leaves me to get ready. I suddenly feel bad about volunteering, but I have too. I put on some nice clothes and run down stairs and grab a pop tart. My mom and dad sit on our couch and suddenly I feel toung tied. "M-Mom, D-Dad" I begin slowly. They stare at me intenltly and I gulp. "I've been training and I'm, I'm going to volunteer today." My dad looks shocked and my mom starts to cry. She gets up and grabs my hands "Then you have to win!" I hug her. "I will!" I announce and hug my dad, wave to them one last time and walk to reaping. I hope I see this beautiful place again. That's when I see her. Lyra. The girl I have had a crush on for like ever. If I win, she'll have to go out with me, but I don't think she would if I didn't volunteer and ask her out. She waves and I smile. I get my finger pricked and then Naomi Eden, our insane escort runs onto the stage. "Hello, hello, let's begin." she yells. I hope Lyra doesn't get reaped. "Peyton Krei!" she yells as she pulls a name from the girls bowl. At least it's not Lyra. Then she reaches for the boys bowl and I scream "I volunteer, and my name is Tobious Leck!" Lyra looks shocked, and Naomi claps and ushers us towards the train and I wave smiling towards what could be my death.

Sian Malley, District 8
Sunlight streams through the window of my small house and I blink awake. I peek down to the bottom bunk of my bed, where my only friend, Nicole Jacobson, is still asleep. I lean my head back and I drift into the memory of the day we met. One day, about a week after I bought my house from old furniture I had sold from my parents old house. My parents had died when I was young, and I had lived on the street ever since, saving my money. Nicole lived on the street as well, but I never met her until the night she saved me. On my way back from hunting late one night, I was attacked by a couple of rebel boys. I did well, I knocked one out cold, but then the other boy broke my leg. I didn't want to find out what would he would do to me. Luckily I never found out because of a girl and her throwing knife. Nicole saved me that night. I let her move in with me as long as she taught me how to throw knives. She became more than a teacher after a while, she became a friend. My thoughts are distrupted by a loud "What's for breakfast?". I hop out of the bunk and poke Nicole in the stomach. She laughs and squeaks "But I'm hungry!". I sigh and wander into my small kitchen and find that there is no food. "Nicole..." I call. "Let me guess, we don't have any food? In that case let's see your knife skills by going hunting!" I nod and she hops out of bed and hands me 3 knives. As we walk out the door, I see a rabbit and instinctively throw a knife at it. It kills it and Nicole cheers. We bring it inside and we have rabbit stew for breakfast. After she finishes eating, Nicole checks our calendar and sighs. "Reaping..." She says. She looks at me and asks "What will I do if you get reaped and die?" She asks. "I suppose you get this house, just without me here, lets go and get it over with!" Nicole smiles and I put on a leather bracelet she gave me. We walk to the reaping square and on our way Nicole talks about this boy she has a crush on. I sigh and say "No boy would ever want to go out with me..." Nicole looks astonished and protests "That is so not true!" I laugh and we get our fingers pricked. I find it weird how it flashes and says Sian Malley, Age. 16. When we get into the girls section, Polly Poof-Puff, our crazy pink fur loving escort, runs out onto the stage. Her high, squeaky voice can be heard throughout the square. "Don't you just love the hunger games?" She cries. "Because I do, and I can't wait to see who will die- I mean have a shot at victory!" Polly is so sick, not even just Polly, the whole Capitol is like that I heard. Who would want to watch children fight to the death? She skips over to the girls bowl and pulls out a slip. "S-Si- Oh that's how you say it! Sian Malley!" How... Tears start to well up, but then I brush them away. I have to be strong. I squeeze Nicole's hand and she smiles half heartedly but then I single tear falls down her face. I walk up to stage realizing I may never see my only friend again. Polly cheers and I feel a boiling anger. I snatch the microphone from her when I get up to the stage. I yell into it "I will win, but not to please the sicko citizens of the Capitol, but to see my best friend again!" Polly looks shocked and I smile. "Here, choose the boy that will participate in your cruel games." I say as I give her back the microphone. I don't think she was listening, because she says "Wow, I think we do have a winner!" I roll my eyes. She pokes around in the boys bowl and then calls "Zaine Tisch!" I smirk knowing I can win, he will be no threat. I make eye contact with Nicole and she nods. I walk onto the train over flowing with confidence.

Klaver Fritz, District 9
It's a mutt, it's going to kill me! I think as I run for my life from a tiger mutt. That's when I run into the girl from 1 who is laughing at me, holding a knife. I look behind me. The tiger mutt is mauling someone else. She throws the knife, I scream, knowing that I failed, I'm going to die. Then everything turns black and I find myself in my room. I take a breath, and remind myself that it was just a dream. What, what if I don't win? What if that happens? It's reaping and I'm volunteering, I trained and my four brothers can be reaped. I know our family needs money, so I am going to win. I sneak down stairs, my family isn't awake yet. I scribble a note saying I couldn't sleep, so I left for reaping early. I eat an egg, and walk out the door, wondering if I will ever see my home, or my family again. I can't bear to face them, to tell them what I'm planning to do. I take the scenic route, since I'm walking. The grain fields are so pretty, I hope my arena has one in it. I reach the reaping circle, and I think about how stupid reaping circle sounds. I get my finger pricked, and jog up to the front of the area. Argo Door, our dumb escort, is testing the microphone. He looks like a crazy rocker with his green hair and over-sized boots. Slowly the District begins to arrive. Their showing the recaps of the reapings, and I see the girl from District 8, who is hot, but EXTREMLEY tough, plus she planned to win. Maybe I'll volunteer next year, so I can win AND go out with her. I now don't plan on volunteering this year. Argo finally gets the microphone working and announces "Happy 196th Hunger Games! Who will represent us? Lets find out!" Reaching into both bowls simultaneously he calls "Tangerine Kettle and Marco Fritz!" No! Not my 12 year old brother! Two 12 year olds walk up to the stage, one of them being my brother. Maybe they will allow two victors this year, so that girl will fall in love with me, because I'm volunteering after all. "I volunteer as tribute!" I strut up to the stage and announce into the microphone " Hey everyone, I'm Klaver Fritz!" The only thing I can think about on the train rid to the Capitol is that hot girl from District 8 that I'm falling for. I think her name is Sian.

Arrianah Bear, District 10
I wake up to find myself being shaken by a peacekeeper. Just a couple days ago, my brother Lance and I were taken to the District 10 justice building. We had been surviving in the forest with our family when one day we were found by peace keepers. I guess because we didn't even know about the hunger games, much less get entered in the reaping. They marched into our little cabin, and my parents rushed to protect us, and yelled for us to run. The peacekeepers shot our parents, and grabbed us and took us to the justice building. They told us about the death match called the hunger games, and if killing our parents wasn't bad enough, they're making us volunteer as a punishment. I'm pretty sure I'm going to die, and there is no way both Lance and I will make it out alive. The peace keeper checks his watch and announces solemnly "An hour till reaping, get ready. I'll be back." Lance walks in from his adjoining room and sits on my bed. I begin to cry and I say "Oh Lance, what are we going to do?" He sighs and for once, he doesn't have an answer. "I-I really don't know Arrianh..." I try to say something, but the words won't form on my lips. I take a deep breath and say "I-I-I really don't t-think I can win, b-but I r-really think you can." I smile and continue, "I guess my life is practically over Lance..." Lance stands up and says "I will protect you Arrinah, your my sister and I will protect you no matter what." I bury my face in my hands and begin to cry again. "I don't know Lance, I guess we'll figure something out, we better get dressed though." I wipe the tears from my eyes and push him out of my room. I close my eyes and remember my parents. I grab my only dress, the only thing I had left and put it on. I smile despite my grim situation. I grab what will be my token in the arena, a brown bear hat and place it on top of my head. I knock on Lance's door and he has his panda hat on. Just then the peacekeeper arrives and hurries us along. We hop in a car and speed to reaping. When we get to the square the peace keeper laughs manically and says "Hope you don't get reaped! NOT!" And with that he speeds off and I glare at where his car was a moment ago. I get my finger pricked, and head to the girls section and nod to Lance. He smiles, and Tilly Whale, our bright blue escort skips out on the stage and makes sounds like a beluga whale. What a freak. "Hey! What's up my peeps?" She begins dancing and the crowd laughs. "I know you love ME but what about who will represent us? Hmm?" She moonwalks over to the girls bowl and calls "Hannah Demosthenes!" A brilliant 16 year old walks up to the stage, but I know she has a future and I don't. Summoning every ounce of courage I have, I call "I VOLUNTEER AS TRIBUTE!" Tilly is about to die from excitement. Hannah high fives me as I walk up the stage. Tilly hugs me and squeals "OMG!!! We have a volunteer!!! This is like so totally like exciting!" Shuffling over to the boys bowls she calls "Peter Wells!" The cutest boy walks to the stage, and I can't wait to get to know him better until I hear "I volunteer!" I begin to glare at the volunteer until I remember it's Lance. Oops. Tilly screams "Oh My Gosh this is like the best reaping ever!" Then she faints out of excitement. Lance picks up the microphone and says awkwardly "Uh, hi, umm I'm Lance. Lance Thrust." We step into the train and peace keepers drag Tilly in who is still muttering "Omg... How exciting..." Oh gosh, this going to be a nightmare.

Matt Intelger, District 11
I wake up to see the smiling face of my sister Aleena. She is a victor, so we live in the victor's village, and have plenty of money. That doesn't mean I get very much attention though. Being the youngest of 9 kids means I don't get to much attention. I swear the only person who cares about me is my friend Jake. I grab an egg and slip out the front door. My family doesn't even notice I'm gone. I walk down the ill into the orchards and remember how when I fell and got a concussion the only person that was there to help me was Jake. I slip between trees, knowing that if I get caught, I will have to go to jail, or I might get shot. I grab an apple from an orchard basket and creep below the bridge and I see a familiar face. "Hey Jake!" I whisper through the gloom. His family isn't as fortunate as mine, so I help him out whenever I can. I toss him and apple and he catches in and smiles. I begin to eat my egg, I hear him crunching on his apple. I sigh "Today is reaping." That kills the mood and I look around. "If I ever get reaped, I'll miss you and this place." Jake frowns. "Why talk about such a depressing subject? You don't have to take tessera so you probably won't get reaped." Jake comments. I smile for the first time that day. "You know, you are right!" Then I hear a loud noise. We press up against the bridge until I realize it's a hover craft. Reaping. "I've got to go get changed." I tell Jake. "See you at reaping?" "Sure, see you there!" Jake responds, crunching the remains of his apple. I wave and sneak out of the orchard and sprint back up the hill. I open the door and climb the stairs. I then slip into my room, throw on a nice shirt, pants and a tie and sprint down the stairs and catch up to the rest of my family as we walk to the reaping square. I wait in line to get my finger pricked and see the fierce tributes that will be competing in this year's games. I shudder and pray I don't get reaped. "Next!" I hear the peace keeper call. I step up to the table and I flinch as my finger is pricked. Mr. Halbert, our escort runs, trips, falls and slides across the stage. Everyone laughs and his face turns purple since his skin is blue. That makes everyone laugh even harder and he screams while pulling names from the bowl "SHUT UP YOU IDIOTS! I hate it here so our dumb tributes that will die in the blood bath are Demi Corres and Matt Intelger!" He smiles stiffly as I walk up to the stage. Aleena hugs me when I get there, and I see a pretty girl walking slowly to the stage, and when she arrives, the train door opens. She smiles sweetly as she stands next to Mr. Halbert, but then scowls and punches him in the face. She laughs, grabs me by the hand and pulls me into the train. Ooh lala.

Arla Fleur, District 12
I check to make sure there is no peace keepers around me, then I race into an alley. I grab a bag of chips from a dumpster and race back into the forest. After my parents died, I have lived off the land, since I didn't want to live in the community home which seems horrid and scary. I make a salad of grass and dandelions and put some water from the river in a hollow rock that I found. I force my self to eat the salad, even though its not very tasty. The cold water feels good in my throat however and I close my eyes and savor it. But what I truly want to eat is my chips, and I give into the temptation and tear open the bag and take a bite. Mmmm, delicious. I pick up some fabric and a needle and begin to sew a pillow. Then I hear a BRIING!!! Curse it, it's the reaping bell. I put on a dress I had sewn myself and walk through the forest. I stop and pick a flower and carry it with me for good luck at the reaping today. The peacekeepers don't realize that I don't have parents or that I don't go to school. I don't think they care to be honest. The thing I have to careful of is being caught when I'm stealing. I look around and check in the ally one more time. I find a loaf of bread in a bag and I pick it up and smell it. Mmmm fresh bread. I eat it as I head to reaping. I get my finger pricked just as Madam Lollipop streaks onto the stage. Green jumpsuit, short pink hair, and a neon pink belt, not to mention lollipops on her shoes, she looks absolutely ridiculous. "Hello District 12!" She cries into the microphone, her unusually high voice echoing throughout the square. "Another year of our fabulous games! So who will our lucky tributes be hmm?" She announces, her voice ringing through the air. The square stays silent, hoping it won't be them who gets picked. "Primrose Everdeen!" She calls. Everyone looks around in shock and Madam laughs. "It was a joke you sillies!" She laughs and cartwheels over to the girls bowl. "This time it's for real! Arla Fleur!" She calls. A bunch of girls sigh in relief as I do a double take. Me, me, me. Why me? I walk confidently to the stage as she calls out "Mark Matthews!" A tough boy walks to the stage. I gulp. This isn't going to be easy if I ever want to see my home again.

Roger Silk, District 13
I groan and roll over in my bed as my alarm clock goes off. I stick my arm under the schedule thing and read it. 6:00 Recap of last years games, 8:00 Reaping. I gulp, it's my first reaping today. And to make matters worse, I have to watch again how my sister did so well but died at the end. She had gotten hit on the head, and volunteered, not knowing exactly what she was doing. I remember sobbing for hours when she died. Right on cue, the clock ticks to 6:00 and the TV flashes on and states that viewing is mandatory. I watch the blood bath, and I see Sierra running, and the careers laughing. I shudder to think about what would happen if I was reaped. Then the screen flashes to the career pack hunting and killing Sierra's four allies and Sierra killing a career and fleeing. It shows a volcanoe wiping out many weaker tributes and many careers froze to death from a blizard or eaten by polar bear mutts. But none of that happened to Sierra. A stunning girl from District 1 killed the 2 remaining careers, and began to hunt my sister. She hid up in a tree but Melody, I think that's what the girl from District 1's name was, took her axe and stood below the tree where Sierra couldn't hit her with throwing knives. Melody chopped down the tree, and a BOOM!! rang through the arena. Melody cheered and yelled to her parents happily. Trumpets blared and a hover craft came, and then the screen went blank. A minute later the words "Please get ready for reaping" was on the screen. My parents are crying all over again. I put on a nice shirt and pants, knowing I probably will never be in the arena. At least not this year. My name is only in there once. I drag my parents out the door, and we take the elevator to the basement where reaping is held. I get my finger pricked for the first time, and I almost scream in pain. I look at my finger and there's a drop of blood. Oh, not that bad. Bev Sellsomething comes on stage looking like a rapper with all his gold bling. "Ooh, here we go!" He sings. Once he's over to the girls bowl he sings out "Alexandra !" A quiet, miserable girl walks to the stage. "I go by Alex." She says into the microphone. Bev comments "Ok, cool Alex." He walks like an Egyptian over to the boys bowl and raps out "Sierra Silk's bro Roger Silk!" I begin to cry. I'm going to die, like Sierra, but I'm only 12. I'm having my life stolen. I wave sadly to my parents and see they are sobbing. I look at Alex and she snaps "What are you looking at?" She then bursts into tears and apologizes, because she hasn't been the same since her best friend was murdered. I hug her and say "Everything will be all right." I don't know if everything is going to be all right, but it's a comforting thought. Alex smiles and she says "Maybe it will."