Rory Walshaw
District 9
Rory had a happy upbringing. She had a little brother who passed away from a virus which really shook her mother. Her mother has been nearly absent in Rory’s life ever since. This has led Rory to have a close bond with her father. Her father decided he never wanted to lose the one thing that made him happy in life. He took her to work with him and trained her in his spare time so that if she would ever be reaped she would at least have a chance.
Reaped
Another year, another reaping. This year seemed different. It was hot, it was humid and the tensions were running high. Rory woke up early enough to catch the sunrise, because the sunrises in District 9 are nothing short of a wonder. After a few minutes of the sun warming her face she came back in and washed up and got ready for the reaping. She snuck into her mother’s room, god knows where she was, and used a stunning red lipstick. Wow, she loved this lipstick. At least if she was reaped she’d look good on tv. Like the loner that she was she made her way to the reaping. She got her blood pricked and went to stand in line.
The air was so hot and for no reason. The escort came to the stage and gave the usual speech about the Capitol and the Games. And here it was, time for the girl tribute's name to be picked. Rory stood there eyes closed and then her name echoed in her ears. She walks through the crowd of kids looking at her. No noise comes, no one volunteers to take her place. She was going to the games.