12/31/14 (or 1/1/15, depending on how fast I can post this)
Hi again! Happy New Year!
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Reviews:
Gabby: Actually, shes closer friends with Ammon (Linda's crush, in case you couldn't remember), but it's not that much of a difference. In a way Ava and Ammon are the oddballs of the Capitol.
Stella: I dont have my notes with me right now, but I think he got crushed by an avalanche (probably not, because thats what happened to the cannibal from District 6, and I'm saving Titus for Annie's Games, but its the best guess I have at the moment). However, when I said I had a terrible fate in mind for Ollie, I didn't really have his death in mind. No, I have much worse things in mind. Things that shall be explained in the sequel...
Now that I'm done being cryptic, I don't own The Hunger Games or anything else I may mention.
Epilogue
I watch wordlessly as Maple's wooden casket is lowered into the ground. Unlike the other funerals I've been to, tears aren't spilling out of my eyes like they normally do. Even Blight is crying more than I am. But that's understandable, I guess. After Maple's father died, he kind of took over that position.
There's something about this funeral that feels different, too. I can't quite put a finger on it, but it's there. Maybe it's because I've been to so many funerals in the past year, that they just don't affect me anymore. I've been around so much death and pain, that maybe this has become normal for me. The thought scares me, and I can't push it away. I told Ava to remember who she is, but have I remembered who I am?
No, I have remembered who I am. And I'll remember that person forever. But I can't be her anymore. I have to be stronger than that, before Snow can hurt me again.
As Oleander's casket is lowered into the grave between Maple and Grover, I realize why this feels different. All those other times, I felt sad at the death of my loved ones. But this time, I'm not sad. I'm angry. I'm sick and tired of Snow controlling my life. And I won't let him anymore. I'll get my revenge someday.
Blight puts his hand on my shoulder and I stand closer to him. He's the last member of my family I have left. I guess we need to be there for each other. I let out a sigh of despair and tilt my head to the sky. I'll see my loved ones again, but not now. I have other things to do first.
My name is Johanna Mason. President Snow has taken away almost everyone I love. And he will pay for it.
I'll make sure of it.
I'm posting the first chapter of the sequel tomorrow. After I get it posted, I'll post a bonus chapter of this story. The chap is from the POV of another character, so you may want to stay tuned.
