Ten Swords A Reaping
“…and may the odds be ever in your favor.” I heard Effie Trinket announce before diving her hand into the giant bowl of names in the bowl of boys names for district ten. “Fitzroy Vacker” she called out. I watched as a young, handsome boy, probably around sixteen years old with dark brown hair and teal eyes triumphantly walk up to the stage, and stand behind Effie. “And for the girls… Scarlett Dragona” I gasped in shock as my name was called out for everyone to hear. I slowly walked up the stage and stood next to Fitz as Effie allowed everyone to leave the reaping area, well, Everyone except the chosen ones, I guess she needs to talk to us about… I dont know, this hasn’t exactly happened to anyone I know before. She turned to face us, her lips pursed in the shape of a heart. “I feel so terribly bad for you two. But alas, this happens every year. Each of you get to bring a non-lethal item to remind you of home because… well, I don’t mean to be rude, but it is most likely the last time you will see your family.” She explained, to us. She guided us inside the town building, where we’d see our families one last time before heading to the capitol to train for the games in one month. My father and sister, Eva, came in to see me. Eva brought me a pen. I was confused at first, but then I recognized it to be our families most prized possession. Riptide. When you clicked the top to use the pen, a sword would come out instead. It was the perfect disguise for a personal item. I laughed, my eyes watering a little bit, hugging her and my father. A few minutes later Eddie came into the room saying it was time to head to the train. I said my final goodbyes to my family before walking out with her. Trying to silently thank my sister one last time for possibly giving me the item that will help me win the games.