Dear Katniss Everdeen,
The last time I met you,you shot me. You killed me. I meant no harm to you. I was envious of the attention you gave to that indesirable brat, the one who can only bake and do nothing else! Please, give me a genuine explanation, I am really confused. Many people, in spite of their gender , were drooling over me. I caught everybody's eye. I thought you were no exception, I thought you will gravitate to me. But no, you instead shun away from me. I was tenacious to claim you, for you to love me. We could have been living a luxurious life in District Two, living in a house full of mirth. But instead, you wanted to live in the air-polluted slums with the boy who supposedly loved you since young. Anyonewho heard that would think that mentality is ludicrous.
I did not want to harm you in the virulent arena. I thought you would do the same,but you did the antithesis. I could not believe my eyes, you would rather choose that repugnant instead of me? I was not a blood-lusting robot. I was a human. I have feelings: sorrow, pity, despair, relief,joyfulness,pain. I do have to acknowledge the fact that when I glimpsed through the reapings on the large Capitol screen, you were a eye-catcher. The way you volunteered dauntlessly to save your younger sister really melted my heart. I can not stress enough that I really wanted to pull you and your family out of Twelve and into I know, you will eventually crawl pleadingly towards me, mourning over my death. I know that time has not come yet, but I will wait.
I will always wait for you.
Yours Sincerely,
Cato
