Personal Narrative: The Day Of Reaping

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Today is the day of the reaping. It’s so unfair how they make people fight to death I was thinking as I was walking home from the Mayor’s house. I come home to Mother and Prim getting dressed up for the reaping. My mother laid out a one of her beautiful blue dresses and a pair of shoes for me to wear. After I’m done getting dressed my mother does my up into a simple braid. We leave the house and separate to our own categories. When Effie Trinket walks up on stage we know it’s time for her to put her pale hand in the bowl and pick a name. The girls go first so she picks out a name and reads out loud, “Primrose Everdeen”. I was so shocked that my little sister with one entry had been chosen to play in the hunger games. I was overwhelmed and I
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