I wake up in the middle of the night to a blood-curdling scream. It jolts me and I awake with a jump, I listen then hear sobs and whispering. It's my mom. I tip toe out of my room careful not to wake up Cole, my little brother, and cross to the end of the hallway toward my parent's room. I crack the door open a little careful not to make any noise. I see my mom crying into her hands and my dad rubbing his hand over her hair.
"It's only a nightmare." He murmured, "It's all over now. Don't worry, I'm here." My mom started to relax. There has been time's where it takes hours to calm her down and dad makes me take Cole downtown.
"It wasn't just a nightmare," she whispered. "It was real it happened."
"Shh. Its okay, its all over." Dad said. As she calmed down I waked back to bed.
I know about the games and the nightmares and why they come, my parents have showed me the book. You might be wondering who I am. My name is Valerie Rue Mellark. I am the daughter of Peeta Mellark and Katniss Everdeen, victors of the 74th Hunger Games. I have my dad's eyes and my mom's hair; I am 14 years old, and going to be a freshman in two weeks! Ahh! I have a little brother Cole Bogs Mellark who is 11.
I know I should be proud of my parents and all that they have done but I can't help myself for feeling sorry because of all the pain they face on a daily basis. My dad's visions aren't as bad, but still come. My mom screams every night from nightmares. Haymitch drinks the pain away.
I crawl under my warm cover as I think of this. And soon my eyelids shut and I fall back asleep.
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