So a submission has been sent by Gaysee! This is all his/her writing and I take no credit for it! I'm Just here to post it.Hit me up if you would like to submit!
Dear Family,
I wish that my regards didn't have to end up in a letter, because I've honestly never been good at putting my thoughts onto paper, or conveying them at all. Well as you know, I made it into the games, a great honor to the entire district since I have been training for them my whole life, but I don't care about that. The only thing I hope is that you are proud of me. Odds are I am dead if you are getting this, so it pains me to think that I had to die without knowing that I lived up to be the son you wanted.
Dad, I killed people for you. You always told me how that if you were selected to be in the games, you would have killed everyone yourself and easily won. I tried to live your experience of the games through me. I'm sure that's what you wanted, even before I was born. I do love you though, even if I never got to really love myself.
Mom, I hope you aren't crying. I'm sure you watched the games with a heavy heart and heavier grip on the chair you were sitting in. Just don't worry. I lived for this moment, for the moment to show that I could do what everyone believed I could. You may not have liked me training everyday, but you were still there for me. Just know that I will always be there for you, even now.
To the other tributes, I do apologize. We were all thrown in there whether we wanted to be in the games or not. There was so much tension between all of us, id the pink elephant in the room was any larger, I'm sure Katniss would have shot it. It's awful we had to die under such stress.
Warm regards,
Cato.