She lay there bleeding thinking this can't be real…it must be a dream…it must be…
Someone was calling her name and running in her direction. He was coming to help her, but she knew he would be too late. As she lay there slowly bleeding to death, she thought about the cameras, where they filming her death? Probably. She hoped her sister wasn't watching, her twin had never had a strong stomach, and well with all the blood….she was afraid her sister might not do so well. Suddenly she felt someone grab her hand.
"You are not allowed to die! Do you hear me; you are not allowed to die!" Haymitch said,"oh my…." He added as he looked down to see her covered in blood. A single tear rolled down his cheek as he watched the girl in front of him slowly slip away. "I love you." He whispered so quietly you could have mistaken it for the wind. So quietly that all the people in the capitol didn't hear. A cannon fired, and he slowly let go of the girl's hand.
Haymitch Abernathy walked away from the dead Maysilee Donner, wondering if she loved him to. It was a thought that would haunt him the rest of his life.