Contest: Hunger Games Competition #2 

Host: CraZCanuck

Name: Nyxi St. Raven

Gender: Female

District: District 11

Age: 16

Appearance: Dark curly hair, chocolate tinted skin tone, green eyes, 5'5",

Skills: Climbing and blending in, good with a sling shot

Weapons of choice: Archery and throwing knives

Deepest fear: Never getting to grow up

Reaping: My dress was pink and peppered with dirt spots, keeping it clean had never been my top priority. The stupid thing just sat there in the same spot all year until that fateful day that I'd put it on and bite the inside of my lip until nightfall, giving thanks to the sky for letting me live another year.

Keeping it nice and pretty made it feel like I was giving up on myself, letting my fears about the games plague me and ultimately causing me to be reaped. But today, I was lacking that drive to forget and move on that I usually carried around with me on this day. I was losing my mind to be honest, my name was in that bowl so many times I'd lost count.

And that was a good thing for my family, but I'm pretty sure that if I had to stand here and force myself to stare up at the same dumb video any longer I'd start hallucinating things. Terrible things about being stuck in the games and fighting to the death and killing people and-

"Ladies first!" The woman with crazy hair and a flashy, puffy dress squeals delightfully. My heart stutters and my breath lodges itself in my throat. I close my eyes, shoving all of my thoughts away. Desperate to forget.

Don't think, don't think, don't think.

Come on, don't think and I'll be fine.

It's worked before, it will work now.

Don't think.

Just don't think.

"Nyxi St. Raven!" My eyes fly open, a huge gulp of air forcing itself down my starving lungs.

I thought.

No, no, no.

I close my eyes, pretending the whispers around me don't exist. It's a mistake, she's teasing me. They haven't picked a name yet, it's not me.

Just don't think.

Just don't think.

Someone grabs my arms and pulls roughly, forcing me to step forward to avoid falling on my face. I gasp, reality crashing down around me like water breaking free from a dam.

I thought.

And then I passed out.