Gray World
Gale and Peeta were both killed after the rebellion.
I stare at their bodies. Cold, lifeless. I loved both of them. Gale as a brother, Peeta as a husband. Now their gone. The mutts got lose and killed them. The person that forgot to lock them in was punished severely. I grasp both of their hands one more time. The tears fall out faster. I can just see Gale's eyes and Peeta's curls before I cannot see anything right. I feel Haymitch behind me. He pulls me away from them away from the two people I love. I don't want to go. Once the door closes between us my world will turn gray. I fight Haymitch but to no hope. The door closes between Gale, Peeta, and I and my world slowly turns gray.
It's been a month since they died. Haymitch has become something like a father to me. I hunt still but cannot see many colors yet. Haymitch has been trying to help me. At first all I could see was gray and black, no matter how much I tried. Then I could see orange and blue. Gale and Peeta's favorite colors. So I stopped. Then I decided to see green, my favorite color. Then I let my self see more colors. I just won't let myself see any form or anything close to blue and orange. I sit in a tree right now, waiting for a rabbit or something to hop by. I don't sit on the rock anymore; it brought too many bad memories. So I destroyed it. Then I buried the pieces hoping it would bury the memories too. I shoot a turkey as it comes out of the bush and I retrieve the arrow. I put the turkey in my bag and head to the lake. I plunge in. I float in the shallows grabbing some rope. I tie myself to the house and drift off…..
