Silence filled the courtyard of district 12, the smell of ash and coal mixed with the faces of misery and despair on the faces of the young people gathered together like pigs about to be slaughtered, being watched by their families with a sadness worthy of early mourning.

You knew about the possibility of having your name removed from the draw, especially because of the times you entered your name in exchange for food and oil to support your mother and sister.

But all her nervousness was focused on her younger sister, it was the first time she had actively participated in the harvest. She was her only reason to smile, and it's been her job to protect her since your father's death.

Last night, you rocked her in her arms until she fell asleep from crying and sobbing. She screamed even after wearing the best clothes she had to attend the harvest.

Effie Trinket parades in her colorful clothes, high-pitched voice and exaggerated wigs to one of the round windows to collect the name of the female tribute. When her sister's name sounds, you do the first thing that comes to her mind and offer yourself in her place.

The rest is a flash of painful looks and screams from his family. The male tribute is Spencer Reid, the baker's son, the one you owe the world to for saving your life. You are dragged to the train and now you will have to train to fight for your lives.