#haymitch
Does anyone else think Haymitch is like the dad Katniss never had? (well lost)
Meet Pauline Balenty
I wake up at five in the morning without the help of the alarm clock. Today, even though I’m free from the daily obligation to wake up early, I can’t go back to sleep. Usually, I get up at five to work at the apothecary my family manages next to the district’s main square. However, the factor that frees me from work today is the same that makes me lose sleep.
Today is the day of the Reaping. Actually, it’s my last Reaping day. Or at least the last one that I have to worry about, now that I’m eighteen. Nonetheless, I don’t see any motives to celebrate because, after all, the next Games are going to be… different.
This years marks the 50th anniversary of the creation of the Hunger Games. Because of that, today’s reaping will draw the tributes that will participate of the second Quarter Quell, a special edition of the games which occurs every twenty five years under specific rules that make the nightmare even worse to the chosen tributes.
This year’s special rules were revealed some months ago, when it was announced that twice as many tributes would be reaped at each district. As a result, two young men and two young women from each of the 12 districts of Panem will be taken to the Capitol to be prepared to fight til death. For an instant, I imagine myself being reaped along with three of my friends. I shake my head, trying to ward off this thought and I get up. Since I will not be able to sleep again, I’ll look for something useful to do until the hour of the reaping, in the afternoon.
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