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"Korra wake up! Today's the day," Grandpa yelled from the other room. I get out of bed and look at my clock: 8:00. Two hours before the reaping. I go into the other room for breakfast. "Toast," says Grandpa. "I can see that," I respond. "Eat quickly and get your formal robes. If you're good I just might get a treat after the reaping." "Cake?" "Yep. We can invite the boy from next door and his family. I know you fancy him." "I do not," I say, blushing. "Liar," Grandpa says flatly. "I don't have a chance with Sakari anyway," I state, taking a bite of my toast. "Don't say that. You're a special girl and I'm certain he's noticed." "It

     As I stand on the cliff overlooking the city my stomach fills with dread. As it does on this day every year.  I can never stop the fear that comes with the reaping. I've already lost too many friends to it.     I never fear for myself. On the contrary; I want to be reaped. It would mean I could go home, assuming I win. Even if it was only for one day.     I miss my home so much. I haven't been there since I was seven, on the day I first bent water. It was a day I'll never forget. I'll never for get the look on my mother's face as they took me away.     After dad died she clung to me. She was born in District 9 and had no family at