Forever Broken

I have always been broken.

I broke when my mother died, the only person who loved me in this twisted world.

I broke even more with each blow my father afflicted upon me.

Broken, seeing my brother punched and wounded by my father, killed by my father. Dead, on the kitchen floor.

I broke in half when I was forced to volunteer for the Hunger Games.

I act tough and fearless, but I am not.

I am scared. Scared of death and pain. Scared of killing others.

But, killing is all I have ever known.

Darkness was all I ever knew.

But then, I saw a flicker of light.

The only time I received healing. Cato.

Cato, he kissed my wounds and cleaned them with each tender touch. Cato's arms scared away the bad dreams and fear. Cato kissed me and I loved him.

Cato was my happiness. He was my light.

But happiness only lasts so long, light is only temporary.

Because soon, darkness overcame my light.

The old wounds reopened.

Thresh's rock smashes my skull in.

And now, I am broken beyond repair.

I thought of this story today and quickly typed it up! First one shot! I hope you enjoyed it!

Review Please! I need feedback or I might quit writing!