Katniss's POV
I feel like my breath has been taken and I find myself gasping for air. How could this have happened? I went through so much trouble to keep her alive and now she's just gone.
I've lost my dad, my sister, and soon to be my best friend. And I've already emotionally lost my mom. I have nothing left.
I collapse in tears and fall asleep. I'm haunted with nightmares of Prim. She's in front of me, laughing. I don't know why she laughs, but it makes me feel happy. I try to run to her, but she runs away, still laughing. I chase her like it was a little game. I feel... good, great even, with Prim here. Suddenly a darkness swoops over here and she's taken from me. These dreams keep repeating until I wake up screaming her name.
She had a future! She had everything! And it was all taken away from her because of a name on a paper slip.
IT'S NOT FAIR! The capitol is not fair, ripping children away from their home and making them murder each other. On television!
OH PRIM! I miss you. Please don't leave me!
I cry hard as it starts to pour.
All of these thoughts replay in my head over and over, until I can't bear it.
But, I'm interrupted by a knock on the door.
I open the door to find Peeta, the boy with the bread, standing on my doorstep in the pouring rain. I don't know him very well, but I'm quick to accept his hug.
And we stay like that, clinging onto one another in the rain, crying as long as the rain will fall.