A/N: This is a very short one-shot that I just recently decided to publish. I wrote it for english class a few months ago, and I got a perfect score on it, so why not share it with the world? Again, this is extremely short considering the assignment was to create a one notebook page sized story. Enjoy!
Warning: This contains multiple Mockingjay spoilers, so if you haven't read it yet, you might want to scram.
Disclaimer: Suzanne Collins owns The Hunger Games. I am not Suzanne Collins. Therefore, I do not own The Hunger Games.
In the bright meadow of District 12, we play from the time the mockingjays start singing until they silently fall asleep in their warm nests high in the trees. With each beautiful note they sing, a new memory is brought to life in my mind. I think of my precious Rue, so entergetic and child-like. What would she be doing now? Would she have a husband with small babies of her own? What about my dear friend Finnick? Poor Annie hasn't been the same since that tragic day underground. Then come my disturbing yet beautiful thoughts of my Prim. When I think about my peaceful younger sister, I can't help but smile. I imagine her being happy, just the way she always was. I see her in my children. Standing under the yellow sun running through the daisies, they look just like her. Even though the blonde hair and blue eyes may be absent, my youthful little girl and innocent boy have the same warm glow as Prim. It makes me more than cheerful to know that my fragile babies will never have to endure what myself and their father went through. The pain of saying goodbye to their loved ones and being afraid to fall asleep at night seems so out of their reach. Although it may have caused an infinite amount of trouble, not a day goes by that I regret eating those poisonous berries in the arena. In my opinion, all of the pain, suffering, and loss was worth seeing my gracious continue to live in happiness and serenity. Suddenly, my Peeta gracefully steps in front of me, and I am taken back to reality. He smiles, and I smile back, knowing that every harship I have ever faced was only getting me one step closer to my perfect ending.