Wiress's Story

I wake up to a soft whisper of my mother. "Wiress, wake up. Today is the reaping.", she whispers. The reaping is a gathering of all the people in Panem, the place we live that once was North America. Two people from each district, a boy and a girl, ranged from age 12 to 18, a slip with your name will be entered in a bowl. If your name is selected you must go to the arena, a place where the 24 people fight to death. Only one will remain to end the games.

The games were made because of a rebellion. President Snow then made the games to show all the districts, "Hey I can kill your children.". He makes it a celebation.

I get up and dress my best, a long, faded pink dress that once was my mothers. I brush my hair and keep it down. "I will meet you there mother." I say wanting to find Beetee and hang out with him before the reaping. We know we both have a strong chance of winning. If the arena carries a wire to condure a strong force field.

I find Beetee sitting outside of his house, playing with a wire and a battery, trying to see if the tiny wire could possibly hold enough power and not burn."Hi Volts.", This startles him and he jumps. "You okay there?", I laugh. "I've been better" he mumbles, "So you look nice, ready for the reaping?" I ask him, "Who is?" He asks. Someones grumpy, I think, "Ok, whatever lets go" I smirk. We get up and go to the reaping. We wait and get our finger pricked. We just simply stand.