On the day of the reaping, my mother put my hair into a fancy capitol bun.  I put on my favorite dress made of sky blue silk, and headed to the reaping with dread.  I had just turned 15 and had to enter my name 1500 times.  I was sure that I would be chosen, because I have always have had bad luck.

Once we got to the reaping, Effie Trinket happily called out,"The 77th Tributes of Section 12 are..... Girls First! Diamond Obama!  Now for the boys!  Klondike Drift!  Come on up you two!  May the odds be ever in your favor!"  And with that we were drug into the Mayor's Courtyard, where we would say goodbye to our friends and family.