District 11: The Fearful

Reaping Day

District 11, agriculture is our line of work. Some of us work on the fields, but I work in the orchard. It's nothing special, we don't eat much and our homes are anyways cold. But we are never alone. Our large families and close friends mean that we will never by lonely. However, that makes the odds of family being reaped a lot higher.

We all stare at the ground as our escort looks over us merrily. As if she will have pleasure in sending two of us to our deaths. We wait, silently, for a name to be drawn. Wait! That's me!

I am district 11's...

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