Letters

by I want Starbucks

Each chapter will contain one letter. The letter may be sent from a living person to a dead person. From a dead person to a living person. A living person to another living person, or sent from a dead person to another dead person. One new letter will be posted each day. Please review! I really wish I could put this story in all the Genres, so I picked the two most major ones.

13. Chapter 13

A/N: Hey, before I start this letter, I wanna send someone a shout out. This shout out is to .315. She has a one shot fanfic. called Rue's P.O.V. I think it is very well written, and beautiful. I encourage you all to check it out! Anyways thanks to hisgirlonfire2 and .315 for reviewing!

*This is a response letter

*Chapter inspired by District 8 Tribute (Guest)

Disclaimer: I was acutally talking about this with my dad today. He reads my fanfiction on the occasion, and said that maybe Suzanne Collins will read it and give me the rights to it so I can continue her series. I just laughed at him. - TRUE STORY!

Dear Rory,

Deep in the meadow. Under the willow. A bed of grass. A soft green pillow. Lay down your head. And close your sleepy eyes. And when they open. The sun will rise. Here it's safe. And here it's warm. And here the dasies guard, you from every harm. And here your dreams are sweet. And tomorrow brings them true. Here is the place where I love you. Those lyrics relate to us in ways we didn't even know. I still remember when I met you in the meadow. We were just kids back then. But I knew that I loved you. You were my best, and only friend. You stood up for me when kids at school called me the "sweet freak". The day you told me you loved me I couldn't be happier. You were there to lend a shoulder to cry on when Katniss went into the games. I still remember running around in the meadow with you. It was my favorite spot in all of District 12. It was the only place where I felt safe. Deep in the meadow. Hidden far away. A cloak of leaves a moonbeam ray. Forget your woes, and let your troubles lay. And when again it's morning they'll wash away. Here it's safe. And here it's warm. And here the dasies guard, you from every harm. And here your dreams are sweet. And tomorrow brings them true. Here is the place where I love. Those lyrics made me think of the night we spent together in the meadow. When you taught me how to dance. But then came the bombs. You yet again saved me from them. I saw the place where I grew up burn. I saw the meadow where I fell in love turn a sickly shade of black. I saw the innocent people slowly burn to death. As I sobbed into your chest, you stay strong. Then we ran along to District 13. Things became busy after that. I wish I wasn't so dumb. I remember when I told you I was going on the mission to help heal the others. I remember you screaming at me. Saying that you couldn't lose me. I promised I wouldn't. I guess I lied. I love you Rory, and I will forever. But I want you to move past me. Sometimes I go to the meadow near my house up here. I usually go with Rue. But today I went alone. I felt the grass between my toes. I felt peaceful for about a moment, before the pain of not having you beside me kicked in. Here it's safe. And here it's warm. And here the dasies guard, you from every harm. And here your dreams are sweet. And tomorrow brings them true. Here is the place where I love you. Here is the place where I love you Rory.

With much love, Prim.

A/N: WOW THAT WAS LONGER THAN USUAL! Next chapter will be a much requested letter! Reviews! Did you like how I used the song?