When you watch the Hunger Games you don't know whether to cry or stare blankly at the screen. People you know and people you don't fight to the death. They all promised at least one person they would come back, but only one does.

DISTRICT 11
Waking up in the morning is a hard task nowadays you wish you could just wither away. We have just enough food to make it possibly during the week. I was getting desperate. I knew that we were not allowed to take home the food that we harvested; I learned that the hard way. I was waiting trying not to sign up for tessera but I knew I would have to. I slowly rolled out of bed jumping over my brother whom slept on the floor. I opened the door slowly hoping to move out of the way before it hit the spot where it flew open. I of course missed my chance to move and stubbed my toe, apparently badly because I could feel warm blood soaking my sock. I limped out the door shutting it behind me. Once I was out of the view of the house I took off me boot and sock to find half my nail gone. I sighed and slipped the sock back on and flinched when I put my boot on. We were off school it was harvest again. I walked across the district to the fields seeing most the people in there already. I try to keep my head low and sneak in because was late I but Baize saw me.
“Kayla.” He says simply looking down at me.
I give him a weak smile. “Good Morning” I say curtly and try to slide past him. He sticks his arm out to block me.
“You’re late, again.” He tells me.
“Oh? Am I? I am so sorry” I say and again try to go past him.
“You bring me a gallon of strawberries, and I don’t mention a word to the mayor.” He hisses and lets me past.
“Deal” I mutter back and walk past him and run across the fields until I see Carter a smile spreads across my face.
He says that when I smile the world stops and watches I always roll my eyes and laugh it off. I don’t like Carter like that and I don’t want to, at least I don’t think so.
“One of these days you are going to end up back on that stage getting punished” He tells me worried then hands me a basket. I begin to pick strawberries off the bush.
“Baize is easy enough to bribe” I tell him
“What if we get a new guard? Then what Kayla, you can’t be late every day.” He retorts
“I am not late every day.” I explain.
“Four days this week, Kayla! Maybe I should get a new harvest partner one that understands what’s going on around them.” He snitches at me.
Ouch, that hurt. I stay silent and finish picking a good amount of strawberries off the bush. I hear him sigh.
“I’m sorry, that was rude.” He says once he is next to me.
“It’s fine, I know how stressed you are. Is Mia and Zack both turning twelve?” I asked quietly
He nods. I wish I could hug him but that would be so awkward. At age twelve you are eligible for the hunger games although your name is only in once when you are twelve it is nerve wrecking to think that the unthinkable might happen. After 5 hours of being in the hot, muggy, gross fields we are finally allowed to leave. I walk out with Carter in silence I give Baize a bag of strawberries, and slide out past him. He watched us leave.
“Good luck tomorrow” He tells us with real sincerity in his voice gives me a small smile. As we walk away I speak up.
“Carter the odds are in their favor” I say before we stop by his house.
“I know” He says as we stop in front of his home. He hugs me awkwardly “See you tomorrow” He says simply and walks away~

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REAPING
I helped my brother fix his messy hair but gave up those three hairs refused to stay down.
“Well alfalfa it isn’t going down” I joked he looked worried and tried to fix it. “Malcolm it-“I started to stay and he screwed it up “Mal…” I sigh and fix it again “Just don’t touch it Mal its fine.”
Mal still was not eligible for reaping thank God he would sit in the stands who had left early again today. We walked out with him holding my hand about half way there he let go and stopped. I turned and looked at him.
“Come on Mal.” I told him and he shook his head I walked back by him. “What’s wrong?”
“Kayla, if you get chosen promise me right now you will come back.” He said quietly
“Mal, you know I can’t promise that” I said kneeling to him.
“Promise it, Kayla” He told me. I could tell he was on the verge of tears and he never cries.
“I promise to try as hard as hard as I can.” I tell him he nods and I pick him up putting him on my back. When we are in the town square I put him down. “Better?”
He nods and goes off to find Mother. I go and sit next to Carter in the 15 area. Carter has a huge bandage around his leg.
“what happened?” I asked.
He shook his head “Tell you later.” He murmured just as ChiChi Noka climbed on the stage She was here to represent District 11 from the capitol. She had Pink curly hair and wore a yellow button down with a black skirt and Pastel green tights along with Electric blue 4 inch high heel shoes. I looked over at Carter who had the look of disturbance on his face. I chuckled under my breath. She began to talk but instead of the usual round of history she talked about a rule change.
“This year it will not be one boy and one girl it can be boy and boy or girl and girl.” There was muttering that grew louder until the last years Victor came in, Emilia Korta.
“Sorry!”She muttered and ran to her seat. At least she isn’t drunken like that one guy from 12 I heard about I thought to myself. Mayor Crawford stood and walked over to the podium and cleared his throat. That foul, mean, horrible, drunk of a man. Mayor Crawford was the one to give my punishment I got whipped unconscious for stealing 3 pears for my family. I laid there for what I was told about 2 hours before The mayor left me there. He reads over the history of the hunger games. And ChiChi stands again she digs her hand into the bowl and the entire square becomes pin drop silent she walks back and opens the paper.
“Mollie Dean” She calls out I girl a year older then me walked up to the stage and shakes hands with Emilia and stands in the middle of the stage her hands are shaking. ChiChi grabs another name The name makes my heart drop.
“Zack Peltira” She says. I look at Carter he is pale and begins to stand but his leg is weak. I push him back into his seat as the call for Volunteers I stand.
“I Volunteer!” I say and rush up past Zack. Carter makes an attempt to speak up but cannot before two guards take us to our rooms to wait until tomorrow. My first visitor was my Mom and brother. Mal ran to me and hugged me. My mom sat beside me.
“remember your promise” Malcolm tells me. I am on the verge of tear but I have to stay strong. We sit hugging each other for what may be the last time. Until the guards came in and told them they had to leave. Next was Carter. I watched him and stood allowing him to sit in my place but he disregards it.
“Why did you do it?” He asked
“Because you would have done the same thing” I say quietly. He kisses me on the cheek and hugs me before they pull him out. I watch him leave and turn around trying hard not to cry. Mission failed. As soon as he left tears ran down my face. I am going to look defenseless, weak. No one will support me. There will be cameras so I try and stop but it doesn’t work. I think about Family back home. Friends. School. The Fields. It may all be gone forever. But it was worth it right? I mean Carter nor Zack will be in them and my mother and Mal can get along fine without me. I think about the last part, they can get along fine, I think~

omg this is so good but really really sad and i read the hunger games and it's really scary if you think about it, kids being forced to become murderers for the goveerments amusement

OMG SO AMAZING!!!!!!!!