This was going to be the next chapter in my story "Wishes" but it didn't turn out that way, so enjoy!
Disclaimer: I don't own Hunger Games.
On better days I fear the Avox girl, what she's become. Fear is better than sorrow, fear I can handle. Fear isn't my fault.
Sometimes I see the Avox girl. In my dreams, and all around me too. She is the one no one else sees, only me. Never talking, always unseen, and sending out a silent plea that never gets answered. I wonder if she's even there.
Sometimes I cry over the Avox girl I let be taken away. I could have saved her. Instead she'll never speak again. I wonder if she's dead. Sometimes I feel the dead one's are the lucky ones.
Sometimes I run from the Avox girl. I see her in the eyes of others, the people who need help. I know I cannot help them, and I see her. When I see her, I run. I run like I ran from her before. I need to escape the pain. Her pain, my pain. Pain. Run.
Sometimes I hide from the Avox girl. I huddle in the corner, scared of what is out there. The mutilating of an innocent girl, the murders of many terrified children, and what I've become. All out there, waiting for me. Sometimes it's better to hide.
Sometimes I scream for the avox girl. I attack and break and claw and bite. If she suffers because of me, everyone else should be too. It's only fair
People makes me feel like the Avox girl. Never talking, just doing. No one cares enough to talk to me, I'm alone without my voice, no matter how close loved ones are.
When I envy the Avox girl, I feel shame. But who wouldn't envy the Avox girl, her life laid out for her, so clearly. No choices, no problems. No love, but with no love, there's nothing to lose.
I am the Avox girl. I have the sorrow, the pain, the fear, and the life of one. Nothing I say is heard. After all, who listens to a crazy girl?
Just incase you were confused, this is all Katniss. I'm not sure whether I should continue, so review if you think I should/shouldn't.