Richard and Dave

We call them Richy, Richard nickname, and Dave after our father. I love them so much because they both remind me of our parents. They was the spitting image of them. Richy had blonde hair like our mother and green sea eyes like our father. Dave had redish brown hair like our father and short fame as our mother. They didn't really look alike to be twins, but they did everything together.

I look into the twins eyes hoping they didn't get pick in the reaping. The twins put on the same clothes as each other a green t-shirt with a pair of brown pants. They thought they look good in their clothes.

I got up to leave to see Dana Goodman a girl who would be in the reaping like you for the final time. She was a loud girl with a cool vibe with dirty brown hair with a curvy body. I thought she was pretty and we could get marry after our final reaping, but we got to make it to the end without getting pick.

Her family was in the same hole as us. She was poor with her name in the reaping 62 times, a district record. Her younger sister was a little slow in the head like my grandmother.