How I extinguished the girl on fire .
'' We have to go before they kill us. They will kill us! ''
Every day I wake up with this sentence in my head.
I should be happy, I got lucky. I have survived the war and have a good job in district 2, but I am not happy .
I cannot be happy without her, my best friend and the girl who I love.
She is no longer my best friend, her voice is only a vague memory.
She's happy without me, but I don't want her to be happy without me .
She'll never be really happy, and that's my fault .
Every day I wake up with two names in my head.
Katniss Everdeen And Primrose Everdeen.
Katniss... Sometimes I want to go to district 12 , and whisper (slowly the words) : '' Catnip, I'm sorry. '' in her ear.
I'm sorry, sorry for what?
For The fact that I didn't take the chance to run into the forest with her?
The fact that I didn't volunteer as a tribute, four years ago?
Yes, but that wasn't my biggest mistake.
My biggest mistake has to do with the fact that Katniss is not happy, not because I am not longer in her life, but because I am the reason that the one who is the most important to her, the one she have sacrificed her life for , the one she have to miss right now, is dead.
I remember the day four years ago;'' don't let them starve, Gale! '' she screamed, before she was going to the Capitol.
She said don't let them starve, make sure they don't die and what am I doing exactly, just now everything is normal? I let her die.
If I had not let her die, Katniss had perhaps chosen for me. We would be happy.
I am an selfish jerk.
I hate myself, I hate the Capitol, I hate Snow, for the fact that he is born. I don't hate Coin, I don't know why Katniss killed her
Actually I do know why she killed her. She knew that Coin was happy with me, she even started to like me.
It was a hint, a small hint that she hates me and that i'm death for her
She started a life with the Baker, the man who deserves her, the sweet boy, the boy with whom she thinks – now probably know- she needs to survive, because she needs someone who complete her not someone, whe seems to be the same, or who killed her little sister
I can't do this anymore
I walk outside, and look at the only souvenir that I still have in my garden, the only thing i took from district12.
Not that I needed it, but it was beautiful.
Katniss and Peeta have felt the same at this point, but they had someone to stop them.
I have no one to stop me.
If I see the black color of the nightlock , I see everything in flashes; the first time I saw her and the last time when I was dragged in the door in the Capitol, the many times I saw prim playing with my little brothers and the last time I saw her, she looked like she knew what was going to happen.
If I put the berry in my mouth and bite, the last thing I think is; I'm sorry Prim. I'm sorry, Katniss. ''