This Is Not The Life:
Johanna's POV
They force my head in to a tank of water before I can draw a breath.
The water seeps into my nose and ears. I can't breath. The high pitch sound that makes my heart beat double time gets louder and louder then finely, the pain it courses through my body and forces me to gasp in pain making the water rush in to my lungs. I wake up screaming.
My hair clings to my forehead soaked with sweat. I look at the clock on the wall it's 6:55am. I pull back the plain white sheets and jump in the shower the water burning my skin. On second thought this isn't a good idea. I race out of he shower and pull on the white clothes provided by district 13. Unlike everyone else round here I don't need the timetable on my arm and it was all thanks to the white band saying 'mentally unstable'
on it.
I go out of my compartment and walk down the plain white halls to the hospital to check on Katniss she is still asleep I look around the room no one is here so I carefully take the morphling pipe out of her hand and plunge the needle in to my hand. The sweet rush of release is instantaneous I settle in to a daze that has to have lasted for more than to minutes. Footsteps echo through the room so I take a small plastic bag out of my pocket and fill it with morphling. Katniss begins to stir the pain of being shot I guess I slowly slip the needle back in to the hole in her hand.
I sneak back up to my room and go to sleep. The same nightmare came back. I woke up gasping for air. I open the draw witch holds my hidden needle and poor half of my morphling stash in to my vain. There is no more fear so I can fall back asleep but I just toss and turn so I get up and wander around 13. A cat comes strolling along it's a hideous mangy thing with dirty yellow hair and hideous eyes also muddy yellow in colour.
I stair at it right in the eyes and hiss, I'm trying to provoke it, it works It runs at me and scratches me on the calf leaving deep furrows in it, I stumble to the hospital and say it really hurts they supply me with a small amount of morphling and confine me to a bed. Bliss. I can finally get some dreamless sleep well, I hope. It doesn't work
No this isn't the life.