I'm sorry.
Even before I hit the ground I know that I'm not coming home alive. I survived long, didn't I? Everyone said I didn't stand a chance, but I didn't want to believe them.
I hope I made you all proud.
I wanted to win. Not just for me, but for everybody. I'm going to miss the tall groves of trees, the sweet smell of fruit, and sitting around the fire telling stories.
I'm sorry that my family has to watch me die. I'm the oldest. Who is going to take care of them? I know that all of you will do your best, not because you feel obliged to, but because you're the type of people who feel the need to.
I'm going to miss the tight hugs, squeezes, and kisses that I would wake up to in the morning. I'm going to miss climbing the tall trees and looking down, feeling like I was on top of the world.
Nobody deserves to live the way we do, and I hope that it will all change one day. I hope you all realize just how hard I tried.
And just as I'm about to take my last breath I faintly smell the aroma of cedar trees. I'm finally home.
I love you all.
Rue! :'( Anyways, hopefully you guys caught the drift that this was spoken to the people of District 11. I was originally going to do Katniss, but I decided against it because Prim's chapter was to her. Well, hope you guys like(:
Buh-bye!
xoxo