#holly12

Grace:

Caesar Flickerman: WelcomeGrace  all the way from district 12!Now, how are you finding the capitol?

Tribute response: It’s so clean. I feel like I’m making everything dirty just by being here.  I try not to touch anything because I know I’ll probably just break it. It’s completely different to district 12.

Caesar Flickerman: So what is your favorite thing about the capitol.

Tribute response: I quite like seeing all the crazy colourful things everyone wears here. 

Caesar Flickerman: So, I can see that you have a training score of 7 how do you feel about that?

Tribute response: I’m happy with that. I didn’t expect it to be that high to be honest.

Caesar Flickerman: So who do you think is the hardest competition?

Tribute response: Well Harrison got the highest score so I guess he must be good at something? 

Caesar Flickerman: Are you looking forward to the arena, I hear that the game makers have something special planned?

Tribute response: No I’m not actually, but that’s nice of them.

Caesar Flickerman: I was wondering how the reaping was for you?

Tribute response: The hardest part was seeing my family so upset and knowing I might not ever see them again… and then saying good bye.

Caesar Flickerman: Finally, how well do you think you will do in the arena, are you somebody that we should be betting on?

Tribute response: Well I’m definitely going to try and win. I don’t think people expect much from me but maybe they should? 

Caesar Flickerman: Let’s hear it for Grace all the way from district 12!

Holly

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Grace

I was reaped… I’ve always told my loved ones not to volunteer for me if I’m ever chosen… I wouldn’t be able to deal with the guilt if someone died for me. When my name was called out I was in shock. I thought I must be having another nightmare. But people were turning around and starring at me. I feel so confused that I look for my family in the crowd, my older sister who was lucky enough to never be reaped, my parents and grandma. I see the looks on their faces and realise what’s going on. This isn’t a nightmare…well of course it’s a nightmare, but unfortunately I’m not asleep. Someone behind me gives me a gentle push towards the stage. By the time I make it up the stairs I feel like I might faint. Standing up on stage is difficult as my knees are shaking so much. Everyone is quiet and starring at me. A part of me considers running off the stage away from all of this, but I know that’s not an option. I try to be brave and save my tears for later when I’m alone. I have to be strong for my family. I don’t bother trying to hide the fact that I’m terrified because that seems impossible.