It was the long awaited day of the reaping. You were walking in, leading your little sister, to the sign up table.

Eventually when it came time to call the names, Peeta, a bakers son that you had seen around before, had his name called. And then.. your sister's name was called. This was your worst nightmare, and as you and your sister you panicked you yelled at the top of your lungs.

"I volunteer as tribute!!" You yelled as you raised your hand, pushing to the front of the crowd.