I head over to the place where all the girls 12-18 are and stand there fear still swirling inside me. I see dad sit Rose down on a bench to watch. She sits on the ground playing with her dolls I have made for her. She is completely unaware of what is happening all around her. I see Fin walk over to the boys 6-11 section and stand there fearfully understanding what is happening. Then I see my dad, my poor depressed dad stumble over to the men adult section. I tried my best to hold my tears in. Come on Willow they'll be fine, you have to be strong for them and for you. And don't worry so much. Then my sister and husband each go into their groups, Lily is fast asleep in my sisters arms and I'm glad she's safe. Then I remember, what if my sister gets picked? That would leave Lily without a mom for the hunger games or most likely without a mom for the rest of her life. This worried me even more. My sister walked over to me and I embraced her in a hug. She was 18 so this should be her last year and then she will be safe from the hunger games for the rest of her life. I was happy about that, but I still had a sinking feeling. I look over to where the boys 12-18 are staying and I see Liam looking over at me. I smile sadly.

After a few minutes Maizy walks out and onto the stage. Everyone goes silent. She walks over to the microphone. "Hello district three! It is the perfect day for the reaping is it not?" A smile glued to her face. No one answers we all have the same angry face as though we are all one. Maizy laughs sarcastically. Ever since the hunger games have begun again, the capital had acted extra happy when they come around and they get gibbery and especially bright. But this was when we all got extra gloomy, grumpy and angry. To us the hunger games are just another reminder that the capitol rules our lives. The hunger games are the dread of the year for the districts. Maizy continues, "well now lets start with the youngest girls 6-11." She dips her hand in the bowl and swirls it around. She pulls out one name. She reads, "Emily Greyson." I feel pained for that little girl, she is probable only about 8. She will surely not make it. I see her walk up the steps and onto the stage.

It seems like I blink and they have already finished the younger boys and I can't see who it is. "Now for the girls 12-18," Maizy says. She dips her hand in the bowl and then plunges to the bottom. I hold my breath as she pulls out a name. She reads, "Willow Nightling." I breathe a relieved sigh that it was not my sister. Then I notice everyone looking at me. Then it dawned on me. That was my name! I am going into the hunger games! I slowly walk to the stage trying to keep the tears in, but one trickles down my face. "Willow Nightling, what do you have to say?" I didn't know what to say, I mean I am going to die so what is there to say. But I walk to the microphone. "I-i-i just want to say goodbye and I love you all!" I take a step back as Maizy walks over. "Now for the boys 12-18," she says with far to much glee in her voice. She dips her hand in the bowl and pulls out a name, but I can't hear who it is. My mind is dizzy and I can't focus. Then I hear someone shouting.

"I volunteer as tribute! I volunteer as tribute!"

I look over and see that it's Liam shouting. Why would he want to volunteer for this other boy? He doesn't even know him.

"I'm sorry," I hear Maizy say simply, "but this year there will be no volunteering."

He shakes his head sadly and walks away.

Tears fill my eyes and I can't see anything. My mind goes blank and I'm black to the world.

When I am back to normal I notice the people who are going into the hunger games with me. Emily Greyson, Jackson Wellsite, Olivia Smith, Ethan Carson, and wait where is the younger boy I never saw who it was? Then I feel a tug on my dress and I look down. I almost burst into tears seeing who it is. It's Fin, my dear little brother Fin. Right there and then I make a vow that I will get him out alive. Maizy starts rushing us into the Justice Building, but before I go in I see a glimpse of my dad, Rose, my sister and her family. The family I will never see again and at this thought I pick Fin up and wrap him in a big hug. I have to get him out, he is only 6 and he deserves to live longer. I mean every one in the hunger games deserves to live longer, but he is only 6! My thought are interrupted by Maizy shuffling us around in the Justice Building.

This is where my story begins.