Hey Everyone Everlark2004 here, I just rewrote this story, and I will probably update the other chapters this weekend. So here you go, hopefully you will like this story better. Enjoy

My name is Katniss Everdeen, I'm eighteen years old, I'm from district twelve, I've been in two hunger games, I survived both, I've was taken by the rebels, Peeta was captured by the capitol, He was Hijacked and convinced I'm a mutt, I've been in a war, Prim, Prim was killed, I miss her, I want her, I need her here with me, she should be alive and I should dead.

It's been a month since the war ended, since I shot coin. Since Prim….passed.

Now I live here in my house in the victor's village. With no one but Buttercup, he rarely hisses at me and the reason I keep around is for Prim. To show her I still

care for her, by taking care of her stupid, scraggly cat.

I slip my feet into my hunting boots, which have molded to my feet. I put on my father's hunting jacket. And before I go, drop the pearl in the pocket. Hope for

the boy with bread.

I slip out of my house. The sun has barely risen, and the sky is rosy pink. It's breathing taking, something that you could only find in a fairytale. Something that Peeta would paint, the old Peeta. I look over at Peeta's house, wonder what he is doing. Probably having nightmares of me as a mutt. I shake my head. Clearing it from any hope that Peeta and I will have what we used to have.

I make my way to woods. The only place that calms me down. I snatch the arrows and bow from their hiding spots. I swing the sheath of arrows around my shoulder and hike deeper into the woods. I take in the lush green surroundings and relax. I load an arrow into my bow and look for any unlucky animals.

I catch the sight of a doe. Her tan fur glistens in the sunlight. I lower my arrow. I don't want to shoot something of such beauty. I let the deer go on and live.

I shoot two squirrels and a turkey. Enough meat to last a couple days. I find that I miss Gale being with me as I hunt. I wonder how he is doing? I feel that treated him to harshly.

But no, It can't be. He might of been responsible for my sister's death I dread that thought. No more Gale. I have to let go. Let go of all my loved ones. For their sake, not mine.

Hunger gnaws at my stomache and I decide to go back home. As I walk back to the victors village. I see greasy sae at my door.

"Morning Sae" I greet. "Good morning, had a nice hunt?" she asks.

I nod my head. "Good" she says with a smile "I just came over to bring you a few things and make sure you're doing ok".

Sae gives me a fresh loaf of bread and some fruit and, then leaves.

The loaf of bread makes me think of Peeta. Peeta. His name won't leave my mind alone today.

I shake my head, cook a squirrel, and make myself a sandwich for breakfast. The day goes by like it usually does. I read a book, take a nap, grieve for my lost ones a little bit, but today I find myself going through the plant book.

I turn the page reading my father's knowledge of the plants and herbs. I freeze when turn the page.

These drawings have been done by….him.

A memory of that week where I hurt my ankle passes through my thoughts. Why won't the thought of Peeta go away. Memories.

They fly by. The kisses in the first games, strong arms calming me down, presents in the second games, the tortured, mad, boy. I hardly notice the tears streaming down my face.

I decide it's best for me to go to sleep, it's late anyway. I head up to my room and change. I find buttercup sleeping on my bed.

I join him and crawl under the warms sheets and drift into nightmares come to soon.

And of course Peeta makes an appearance. He tied to the whipping post with Snow beside him. Peeta's face is covered in scars, scratches, and bruises. His blue eyes are filled with sadness.

Snow's snake eyes stare at me. He is grinning ear to ear. A Cold grin that sends chills down my back. "Oh Ms. Everdeen when will you ever learn to let him go". Snow holds up a gun his head.

I'm frozen, I can't move. "I love you" I say to Peeta. His lips open to say something but then Snow pulls the trigger.

And Peeta's cries fill my ears.

I snap awake, drenched in sweat. I check the time. Only midnight. I'm too shaken from that horrible nightmare to go to sleep so I climb out from under the covers and go to the window.

I lift it open and crawl onto the roof.

A cool breeze blows on my face. I slowly breath it in. It's so calming. I look out over the victor's village. Almost all the houses are empty. A stare at the house across from mine.

The window is open on the second story.

Peeta.

I pull the pearl out of my father's jacket. I roll it between my thumb and index finger. It's relaxing and reminds me of the kind boy that I cared for so much.

The pearl eventually finds my lips.

The wind picks up and goosebumps crawl over my arms. I crawl back inside. And rest my head on the window ledge.

I look up at all the stars. Prim, Finnick, my father, Rue.

The stars that gleam so brightly remind me of them all.

My eyes begin to droop, but I still don't move. Instead I allow myself to fall asleep on the window ledge

I really hope you have liked this rewritten chapter. It doesn't take too long to leave a nice comment or thought, please review. With love -Everlark