Early Morning {open to whoever}

Like any other morning I rolled out of bed, and slipped into my warmest clothes. It was getting colder, and colder in the district. Since it was Chirstmas break from school, I didn't have to go to school, and learn about the history of panem. I decided to go fishing in hopes that I would catch somthing good for dinner. My parents were both at work, and my brother had a bad head ache. He would most likely be in bed most of the day. I quietly packed up my old net, and ran my fingers through my hair. Then I pinned my long blonde waves out of my face, just like my mother used to. Then I stuffed some stale bread into my pocket. I slipped out of the house quietly, careful not to distrub my brother, who was sleeping in the other room.
I walked happily along to the docks where I planned to spend most of my day fishing. I arrived at the dock, and noticed two people where there to. A boy, who I recoginized from school. I wasn't sure how I knew him. Maybe from lunch or somthing and another man, whom I guessed was his father. I walked by them, and smiled pleasantly. Then laid down at the edge of the dock, holding my small net out as far as I could. Then I dropped a small chunk of bread into the net and waited. I watched paiently until a fish finaly fell for my trap. the moment the fish entered the net, I yanked it out of the water imediately. The fish had not even had enough time to eat the bread. I started a pile next to me, and started the process again.

I lie on my stomache reaching over the dock, staring expectantly at my net. "It works better if you cast out the net with a line or something and pull it in. Alot more efficient. And doesn't waste bread." says the boy. It startles me, causing me to yank the net out of the water, scaring away any possible fish. "Well I don't have a line, and honestly nobody taught me how to fish." I respond teasingly. "Besides who made you king of the fishermen?" I laugh. I pull my net completely out of the water, and drop the bread on the ground. I guess it doesn't make much sence to waste bread just to get fish. But fish is worth more. I stare and the boy. He has brought in alot of fish, considering how cold it is. I look hungrily at the pile of fish that he has brought in. "Yeah I guess, I just don't know any other way to do it when all I have is this tiny net." I tell him.

I sit indian style on the dock, watching as the boy pulls a line and a reel, and attaches it to my net. Then he shows me how to cast it out, and reel it in. I attempt to copy what the boy just did, and my net lands about five feet from the dock, I wait a few minutes before reeling it in. When I pull it in, There are two small fish inside. I smile happily, and pull them out of the net. I cast out the net again, and wait expectantly for more fish to enter the net. I glance over at the boy again. "Thank-you" I say quietly. "I'm Leanore." I say shyly.

"I'll give it a try" I say happily. I pull the net back in, and cast it out as far as I can this time. It lands about twelve feet from the dock, and sinks into the water. After waiting several minutes I pull the net back to me. Inside I am rewarded with 5 decently sized fish! "Oh My!" I mutter, I am thrilled with this new fishing method. "You look so familiar, have we met before?" I ask him.

"Ahh I see."
I turn back towards my next, reel it in, and place the fish I caught on the dock, then I cast it out as far as possible and wait for more fish to enter the net.