[78th Games] The Reaping - District 2
Jan 28, 2018 21:57:44 GMT -5
Post by Cato on Jan 28, 2018 21:57:44 GMT -5
Exar Shan
This is a day I live for. The reaping day is probably my favorite time of the year especially now that I am older. Now that I'm capable of volunteering to show the world that I am not afraid. I'm tired of seeing these lowlife tributes die early. This is district two. We train for this moment, yet people fail over and over. They don't have what it takes to become the victor, but I do. I've trained for this for as long as I can remember. I've learned how to handle weapons. I've learned how to make it known that I'm not afraid. I've fought with the best. Sometimes I lost, but most the time I came out on top. Today I will come out on top too when I stand on the stage looking down at the citizens of district two.
I don't even flinch as I take my place with the other eighteen year old's. But it's the same boring thing. A speech. The words are etched into my mind because I've heard these words so many time. I could become the escort. I could stand on the stage giving this speech without any care in the world. I fidget around around shifting my weight back and forth. All I want is for this to end. I want to find my way into the arena. It's been so long since district two has had a victor, and maybe I can change that. I can show them how it's done because my parents have taught me how to handle myself, and now it's my turn to make them proud.
A heavy sigh leaves my lips as the female's name is called, and I'm standing there waiting for my chance. I have to be the first person to shout the words. Many nights at home, my parents have said a name, and they timed me shouting the words I volunteer. No hesitation can happen. None of that will save me now since I'm sure other potential volunteers have done the same.
His name barely leaves their lips, and I'm watching as he makes his way to the stage, and before the escort even asks for a volunteer, I'm running towards the center aisle - "I volunteer!" My heart is racing as I look around hoping I was the one they heard, but I don't even care because I make my way towards the stage. A cocky grin twists across my face as I look into the crowd. This is the moment I live for. This is what I've trained for.
My gaze meets my parents eyes, and I can tell by looking at them that they're proud, but the only way to make them proud is to win. They have nothing to worry about because I know I can do it. I know what I'm capable of, and I'm ready to do what district two has failed to do for so long.
78th Hunger Games
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ooc: Exar Shan volunteers as district two male tribute