So yo, guys. Merry Christmas Eve Eve! I'm busy watching Doctor who and minecraft, but oh well. I'll still write. Here's the next drabble, hope you like it. ~Jazzy
Games: 37
Key Word: addiction
POV: Raysilia Brush, district 6
Addiction
I couldn't bear the sadness anymore. I couldn't handle the pressure and pain. Everyday was a reminder of the horrible things I had done in the arena.
Against my better judgment I pulled out a needle filled with morphling and pressed it into my arm. I suddenly felt weightless. Nothing mattered anymore. I didn't care about the tributes I had killed or the horrors I had seen. I was floating free, and I enjoyed every second of it.
I couldn't turn back now. This was my new road. But at least it was a painless one.
