I'm katniss Everdeen.
I've survived the 74th annual Hunger games.
I am hollow.
Empty.
Snow took everything from me.
My little duck, Primrose.
My mother in a way.
My bestfriend, Madge.
My friendship with Gale.
But entirely my whole life.
Most Importantly;
The soft, warm, orbs of blue.
Peeta.
You see, a year ago he would have taken his life for me without a doubt.
But now?
No.
Now he wants to kill me.
Snow captured my dandelion and brainwashed him.
My throat hurts when I think about what happened.
Some times I cry and won't come out of my room for days at a time.
I hardly eat because all I feel is pain.
Throught my chest.
My whole body.
Greasy sae comes and cooks almost every day and when I won't eat she practically shoves the food down my throat.
It hurts.
I don't stop her because I know I should feel pain.
I deserve it.
I'm the reason everyone is gone.
I crawl my way to the bathroom because I've found my legs hurt when I stand.
They're still healing.
I open the bottom cabinet
I take the razor and place it on my wrist.
I press hard.
I enjoy watching my Ivory skin cover with red.
It flows freely.
I don't stop it because I like it.
I crawl back to the section that comes out of my house and sit on the coushion.
Where I can look out and see the rain and watch it come down like my tears.
I no longer feel the pain.
I'm becoming numb.
I smile and lean against the wall.
The last thing I look at is a picture of me, Prim, dad, and mom.
I'd die for it to be reality.
Now I have.