Wassup readers? I hope you are doing well. I wrote you a special treat: one of my sad drabbles! Don't you just love those? Don't forget to vote in my poll! I will reveal the winners in about a week! Right now there is a tie! So vote for your favorite! I am not writing two! (At one time at least) 57th Games next time! I'm still trying to figure out which of my lovelies to POV… R&R&R? ~Jazzy
P.S. NEW COVER!
Games: 56
Key Word: Heartbroken
POV: Willa Strait, district 8
Heartbroken
I watched the television quietly. The quality was awful. The screen showed him, running, hiding, surviving. Every night I prayed that he would come home to me.
He couldn't see the career sneaking up behind him. Turn around! I begged him. Please, just turn around. But he was oblivious. He only realized his mistake as the sword was thrust into his heart.
He fell to the ground. The career left him, satisfied.
I clutched the woven ring he had given me as I started to sob. All it was now was a promise that would never be fulfilled.
