I got dressed up because this was almost my last reaping, not that I had anything to fear. I dressed up nice, just like everyone else did. I had a ballroom style skirt and a diamond embroidered corset on, along with some nice shoes and jewelery. I even brought Pom-Pom with me! When I hear my name called over the speakers, I stay cool, calm and collected because I am sure that the career will volunteer any moment now. After another thirty seconds or so, I begin to look around for someone who is going to go in my place, and i see my father. He looks as white as a ghost, and he is starting to look impossibly nervous; I'm all he has. After the people around me take another look for a volunteer, all eyes fall on me. When I look over at my father again, he is being restrained by some piecekeepers. I frown and pick up Pom-Pom and carry her with me up to the stage, slowly losing hope that the career will step forword.
Sat Apr 21, 2012 9:20 pm