I'm Davey Hutchinson and I was born in a rural town. My town still has the tradition of "The Lottery". I vaguely remember my mother was picked in the lottery and was killed when I was three years old. As I have grown up, I started to understand how inhumane this "lottery" is. Each year somebody I have known has died in the lottery. Last year my best friend was selected and he was stoned just like his brother before him. After my friend died, I went around the town gathering people to rebel at the next lottery. I gathered at least 50 people in my age group who agreed with me. Today is the lottery and it is time to rebel against the tradition.
I'm Davey Hutchinson and I was born in a rural town. My town still has the tradition of "The Lottery". I vaguely remember my mother was picked in the lottery and was killed when I was three years old. As I have grown up, I started to understand how inhumane this "lottery" is. Each year somebody I have known has died in the lottery. Last year my best friend was selected and he was stoned just like his brother before him. After my friend died, I went around the town gathering people to rebel at the next lottery. I gathered at least 50 people in my age group who agreed with me. Today is the lottery and it is time to rebel against the tradition.