Honest opinion, I never thought I'd make it home. I thought I'd be dead in the first hour of the Games, but I was wrong because for the first time in the whole 74 years of the Games two tributes were allowed to become victors and those victors were myself, Katniss Everdeen and Peeta Mellark.
The early morning sun beams burst through the large window awakening me from my slumber. I yawn and stretch. No nightmares, thats a first and even better Peeta wasn't beside me that night. Ever since I, well we won the Games we have both been suffering from nightmares but they seem to be getting better. Every night Peeta use to climb into bed with me and we'd spend the night together and he'd comfort me everytime I had a nightmare. I don't get why he likes me to be honest. I am the most stubborn person in District 12 and I acted in love with Peeta to get both of us out alive. See? I'm a horrid person, yet he still loves me. Things have been complicated since the Games ended and we came home, everyone seemed so happy to finally have not one but two Victors to represent District 12 including Haymitch there are now three Victors from District 12. Its great.
And I have been thinking a lot, about Peeta. Was I really acting? Do I really love him? I mean he treats me like some sort of Princess.. Something no-one not even my best friend Gale Hathwrone does. I get dressed into my hunting gear I use to wear often on mine and Gales often vist to the forest and head out the door, Prim is already at school and my mother is no where to be seen so I gather shes at the Hob trading Lady's milk and cheese. It's time to tell Peeta Mellark how I truly feel about him.