8Crippled in the Games
The story is about the boy that Katniss noticed in her first Hunger Games that was crippled. Sorry that this chapter is so short. The next one will definitely be longer.
Chapter 1
I stand in the boy's section with my only friend, Mon, at the reaping. I can see the nervousness on his face, but I bet that my face looks about ten times worse. The idea of being thrown into the Hunger Games has always scared me because of my crippled foot. I was born crippled so I've always been used to it, but it'll definitely slow me down in the Games.
Some days, I wish I could live in District 1, 2 or 4 so if I ever got picked, a Career would be bound to volunteer. Volunteering in District 10, my home, is very rare, co I can't count on it.
Our escort, Anieta, looks the same as she did last year; silver tattoos on her face an dark purple hair. Like all of the other escorts, as they do every year, she calls out, "Ladies first!" I'm scared for my sister, Klia, who's 18, who has a very large chance of being picked, who is so kind and who couldn't kill a soul.
Anieta plunges her hand in the reaping bowl and pulls out the slip. She reads it, then calls out, "Ginger Brayfield!" The disappointment in the crowd is obvious.
Ginger is one of the best livestock workers in all of District 10, even though she is only 15. When any animal escapes, she is always the first one to bring it back unharmed, without a scratch on herself. Ginger never complains about work and is good with the animals, but can slaughter them without thinking twice about it. Now that I've thought about it, Ginger has a good chance of winning.
She walks up to the stage with a mask of seriousness on her face, but I can tell that fear is underneath. Anieta calls out for volunteers, but all you can hear is silence. I guess nobody wants to risk their lives for the best worker this district will ever see. I quickly dismiss my sarcasm because I think I would die if Klia volunteered for Ginger.
Anieta strolls across the stage and throws her hand into the boy's bowl. I'm worried for Mon and my little brother, Lemmy. It's his second reaping, but I still think it would be unfair if he was chosen.
She pulls out a slip and says in a loud voice, "Timothy Kelbon!" I realized I should have been worried for myself because this just can't be happening, not to me. It is happening and I know it. I'll be going into the arena unless someone volunteers. A new fear springs into my head just then.
"Don't volunteer for me," I say to Mon.
"But-"
"No! I'll never forgive you."
I can tell by the look on his face that he's not going to volunteer so I walk up to the stage. From here, I can see Lemmy. It looks like he is going to speak up. I give him a look and shake my head. That look on his face goes away.
When Anieta up for volunteers nobody speaks up. I'm a little disappointed, but it's better than having Lemmy up here.
After the Treaty of Treason goes on and on and on, the mayor has me and Ginger shake hands. As we turn back to the crowd, he announces, "Ladies and Gentlemen of Panem, I present to you the District 10 tributes of the 74th Panem Annual Hunger Games!"
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