Okay, I know that I'm really bad at English. I can just say that I'm 13, and English is my second language. This is a story write like a poem, it will be very short chapters. I see a book that was write this way, so I want to try.

The reaping

It wouldn't be me

I have nothing to worry about

He will call someone else

I know that

Purple fingers from the capital

That little piece of paper

I know I was caught

When he call my name

Anna, Lisa, Rose, I scream

Help me, set me free

A tear fell from my eye

Now it was no choice

Play the game or die

Farewell

In the nice prison

The tears don't stop

You will win, dad say

His eyes say farewell, goodbye

Mum will remember me as I was

Before the killing, the blood

The slaughter

My sister is so said

But Anna

Better me than you, right

The boy

The boy

With the dark hair

He is clever and strong

I don't want his name

Cause he will die

Train

Everything goes so fast

On a silver train

The mentor looks at me once

For him I was death

As so many else

He already tries to forget me

That is his way to survive

Now I'm invisible for everybody

On the inside

Something eating me up