Dawn laid in her bed. She was fully awake, but she kept her eyes shut. Dawn's father carefully shook her. "Dawn, you need to get ready. We can't be late." With a shakey breath , Dawn pushed herself to a standing position. She walked to the mirror and carefully brushed her hair.<br/>Not much later, Dawn was dressed in a simple green dress. "Dawn, I'm scared" Dawn knelt to her little brother, Jake. â€œThere is nothing need to worry about. Ok?â€ Dawn talked in a soothing voice. Jake nodded. â€œDawn, what if-â€ â€œJake, if I am chosen or choose to go, do not do anything. Youâ€™ll need to be strong. Like you always areâ€ She smiled.<br/>Jake held his arms like he was flexing his biceps. â€œIâ€™m always a strong man! I may be small in size-â€ â€œBut Iâ€™m big in heartâ€ Dawn finished and hugged her brother and held him close. She prayed that no calamitous things happen to Jake. Her family would need him. â€œItâ€™s time to goâ€ Their motherâ€™s voice was almost a whisper.<br/>Every person was starting to file out of their dwelling. Though most people held their heads up, but it was obvious they were worried. It was either for themselves, their family or their friends. Dawn followed everyone  to the city square. It made Dawn stop breathing for a second when she saw the two gaint glass balls. In the one on the left, her name sat on a piece of paper.<br/>Dawn got in line for the blood tests. A woman does the test. "Next" she yelled.<br/>The guards shoved and pulled everyone into the correct area. Boys on the right, girls on the left. Twelve-year-olds in the front, eighteen-year-olds in the back.  All that with a perfectly straight column for the tributes to get to the stage.