Jealousy
As I sat and watched my sister help Rue, I felt jealous.
I thought the aim of the game was to kill every other child, not make friends with them or look after them, but to kill them all and win!
I was still grateful for Rue's kindness though, because she had helped Katniss. She changed her leaves and most importantly didn't harm her.
But as I watched them bond with each other, eat and laugh together I felt as if she had forgotten about me. I loved Katniss. She was more of a mother than our mother could ever be, but watching her with Rue I felt forgotten and alone. I wished she would leave Rue!
I got my wish in due course. I watched the projection in horror as Rue got a dagger through her stomach. I felt guilt as Katniss held Rue in her arms and sang the song she had sung to me many times before and cried as Rue took her last breath. Why had I wished for this?
Had I broken my sister? Would she now lose the games because of Rue's death? I knew I should have gone and not her!
But then I thought of the jealousy I had felt because of the way my sister forgot me and treated Rue like she treated me. I am her sister!
I guess jealousy just gets the better of some peopleā¦
