I don't own anything except my ideas

Chapter 1

As I watched my children play in the meadow I think back on my life. The death of my mother zoning out on starving to throwing the bread to me. When I volunteered for Hunger Games and the Quarter I think about the rebellion. I think back to when I was living in District 13 because 12 was destroyed. I remember when Peeta had been brain washed into thinking I was a captiol mutt. I remember shooting Coin and Finnick dying. Then I remember the moment when I lost my , innocent delicate and beautiful as the flower she was named she ever wanted was to help didn't deserve to die.

I try to wipe my tears away when I see my children running towards handsome son with his beautiful blond hair and striking gray eyes came running up to me on his chubby little Toddler sister not far dark hair was falling into her stunning blue eyes.

"Mommy,Mommy, sing us the song! Colton eyes wide in excitement.

" Yeah them the song."

" Peeta you scared me!" I exclaim.

" Sorry." He sits down beside me on the ground and kisses my forehead.

Come on Mom, sing us the meadow song.

I began to sing, softly.

"Deep in the meadow,under the willow

A bed of grass, a soft green pillow

Lay down your head,and close your sleepy eyes

And when they open again the sun will rise..."

"Katniss" my husband interrupts.

I look down and see Colton and Finley fast asleep on the grass.I pick up our son and Peeta picks up our carry them back to our house. After we removed the ash and rubble and buried all the skeletons we found, we began to and I decide that we wanted our home to be where the seam used to house stands near where my childhood home used to breaks my heart that one day my kids will learn that they play on a graveyard.

Peeta P.O.V.

I woke up to her screams was years after the war yet we all still had and I have them the worse.

"Wake 's not on Katniss; wake up."I say as I gently shake her.

She wakes up.I hold her while she cries and slowly coming back to grips my shirt and starts to cry harder.

"It was Prim again wasn't it?" I softly whisper.

"It was the same only one I have about her. The last moments of her life.I should've saved her."

"Katniss,there was nothing that you could've done."

"Yes,there is!I could've told Gale that his plan was a bad idea.I could've told Prim to stay in 13 where it was safe.I could've ran to her body and at least got her to medics before she died." She screamed at me.

"Katniss I -"

I was interrupted by gun shots and the sound of my children screaming.