Hi! This is my first Hunger Games fanfic so tell me how I did!

Okay the song Rue sings is called 'Rues lullaby. Susan Collins wrote this and I changed it so it is legal on fan fiction. I swear I read the rules.

So I don't want to get any 'that's not aloud; reviews because it's legal.

Thanks to Gaaras1Girl for all the help on writing and fan fiction rules!

This is a dream, so it's not the best thing I could ever write.

I am so thankful to you.

This is set like the last chapter in MOCKINGJAY didn't happen!

Enjoy,

Hanni {98}

Katniss

I'm back in the arena, the first arena. The place where it all started.

The trees graze my cheek as I walk through the forest, small animals scurry around in the bushes, everything is so peaceful, almost like none of those horrible things ever happened .

I reach the final resting place of Rue; where she died. There is a small body lying there, covered in flowers, my flowers.

I walk unsurely forward, falling to my knees before the flower patch. I disturb a patch of the flowers, there delicate petals coming apart and scattering in the wind. I find myself looking down upon Rue's, once young and beautiful, decomposing face.

The tears thicken and fall on her twisted face

She is a pale greenish colour; patches in some places are missing, revealing starch white bone.

I scratch at the scar on my wrist, gasping when my nails cut into my skin; blood freely falling on the flowers.

I feel a tear drop down my face. This is one of the things, the people, which never in a million years should've happened. No twelve -year- old should face blood spill in a horrible, twisted game where no one comes out. No one should face being in a place where all hope is gone.

In a way this is like hell: once you're in, there's no coming out.

As I'm gazing at her disoriented face something rough and cold grasp my wrist. The dead Rue brings her our attached hands up to her face and opens her mouth.

'Are you, are you
Coming to the tree
Where they strung up a man they say murdered three….

Are you, are you
coming to the tree
wear a necklace of rope, side by side with me.

Strange things did happen here
No stranger would it be
If we met up at midnight in the hanging tree'

I look horrified at her, singing in her sweet voice. Her melody seams triples as though all of Pamen is singing.

I hear a choking noise all around me and glance down at Rue to see is it's her. Rue's hand touches my face and brings it up;

My mother, my father, my little sister, Cinema, Peeta, Haymitch, Effie, and Gale are among the faces I can make out through my heavy tears.

They're all scattered around the forest hanging on trees, a blood red necklace of rope tied around there necks. I gap horrified at the picture before me, looking at the people that I live for.

Rue's cold hand, still on my chin, forces my head down to look at her again. Her eyes open, except she has no eyes. A red bloody mess takes the place of her eye ball.

"Make it right, Katniss," Her voice is gravelly and shaky, "Do what you know has to be done,"

"I did, I tried "I try to explain, but she cuts in with a high pitched murderous scream. My other loved ones join in and the tears thicken, remembering the pain they've gone through on account of me.

I join in on deaths melody, the last note I heard from some of them.

That's when I wake up, scream like I was in the dream. I have them every night, every night I wake up screaming or crying.

Or both.

I made it right, or at least I tried. I lay my head back down on my pillow, trying to drown out their horrible song.

Review and tell me what you think.

I want three (3) reviews before I continue on.

Hanni {98}