The 67th Hunger Games-COMPLETE-

Cyanna Harlech, a fellow Career from District 4, has been chosen to participate in The Hunger Games. Leaving her Mother and sister, Pearl she is uncertain she will win. Winning means game and fortune. Losing means certain death...


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I lift my head from the cushion on my bed. Sitting up, I look over at my mother peacefully sleeping with my younger sister, Pearl. How could they look so happy on this day? It's the reaping! Of course they aren't happy about it. I think Pearl will be the worst, since it's her first reaping. People 12 to 18 will get chosen to fight in The Hunger Games. My mother has never been chosen, thankfully, nor has I. But who knows what will happen today?

I slide out of bed quietly and change into an outfit that was neatly folded up on the side of my bed. I wish our house was a bit bigger than it actually was. We live in a small house, a small kitchen and one bedroom crammed with two beds. I want to live like the previous victors from our district. They all live in a victors village, which is further away from here. I am from District 4. In the Games, the tributes from District 1, 2 and 4 are called Careers, because we have the wealthier districts.Without disturbing anyone, I slip outside the door and close it, looking out to the wealthy home in front of me. Yes, our district is wealthy, and we have a rigged house. Only because when my mother gave birth to me, she came here. The Peacekeepers made us stay here just because it's where I was born. I've gotten used to it.

Whilst I walk across the markets, my fingers play with the parts of my red hair that sit on my shoulders that became loose. I keep on walking and stop at a small eatery called The Scorn. I always stop by, to greet the keeper, Barnie Knale.

"Hello," I say politely.

"Hello Cyanna!" Replies Barnie Knale. He's quite old, but I don't know exactly his age.

"Have a bit of meat you could spare, Barnie?"

"I might just have a small soup with a bit of rabbit..." He mumbles and disappears inside, coming back 5 minutes later with a small bowl. Big enough to feed my family, I suppose. I thank him and walk to the house again, where my mother and sister are awake.

"Cyanna!What's that?" Asks my mother.

"It's a rabbit soup, from Barnie Knale," I reply, placing it down on the table. Pearl rushes in with a loaf of bread in her hand a carefully slices it. I grab two bowels and carefully share it out equally.

"I don't want to go to the reaping..." Sighs Pearl.

"It'll be ok, I promise honey." Smiles our mother.

"Let's get ready!" I say.

We get up, with our stomachs full of rabbit soup and walk over to the wardrobe that stands by the bedroom window. My mother picks up a light blue blouse and puts it on Pearl, and gives her a short light pink skirt.

I'm not a dress person, so I don't know what I'll wear, until my mother picks up a gorgeous white dress, with a black strap.

"Wow," I thank her.

She just wears a blue dress, and is happy enough with hers. My mother also puts my hair in a braid that hangs down my back.

We all put our shoes on and leave the house, walking to the area of the reaping. Everyone has to stand in their age group, so I'm not with Pearl, or my mother. The eldest, are right at the front whilst the youngest, are at the back. I look over to see all the men in their group and sigh. They all look ALOT stronger than us women. Suddenly, the moment starts and Neddie Picket comes to the stage. She's from the Capitol and wears huge wigs, and make up. Everyone from the Capitol has such high voices though! It's odd..

"Welcome, welcome! To the 67th annual Hunger Games and may the odds be ever in your favour."

"Well, ladies first!" She smiles and her hand reaches right into the bowl full of names and picks one out. Neddie unfolds it and reads it slowly.

My heart drops down to my feet. It's not my sister, but it's me...

Cyanna Harlech...

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