It has been forever since I have updated. I am super sorry. I have had a lot of problems with school and life. This is a super short, pointless chapter. Please understand, that I am super sorry. I know I have kept you waiting. And I figured a little something is better than nothing at all. I will probably replace this chapter soon, as soon as I work out my writers-block issues. Please do not be mad at me. I have big plans for this story. Plans that just aren't working out at he moment. But more will be coming. I promise to update before February. Maybe in a few days if I am lucky. Until then, try to enjoy this stupid, worthless chapter. PM me if you have any questions, personal comment, or even complaints.
As soon as I see her, I know something terrible will happen. Something terrible always happens. And there is never anything I can do about it.
I try shout for Prim to run, to get out of here. But no noise comes from my mouth. No one can hear me. Not even myself. I run forward and grab onto a flag pole. Maybe she'll be able to see me. I wave my arms. Nothing. I try to shout her name. Still, nothing. I shout and shout. Finally, a small sound escapes my lips.
"Prim!" I scream.
I think she hears me. Because just for a moment, she catches sight of me, her lips form my name. And that's when the rest of the parachutes go off.
I wake up screaming. Screaming for Prim to run. Screaming as the fire burns into my skin. Screaming just so I can scream. My heart races. Just as it has done every time I wake from a nightmare. And every time I wake up, I have to remind myself that it is not real. It never was. It was just a simulation. Just a fear. Nothing more.