A/N: I hit my head today, and everything is a little hazy, so sorry if this chapter sucks. Thanks to .315 for reviewing!
*Chapter inspired by .315
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Dear Cinna,
Without your help Katniss could have been a goner. I would have died inside if Katniss died. I would still breathe, but I would refuse to eat. My mother would have had to force food down my throat. I wouldn't sleep, I would have just stared off into space for the rest of my life. My mother would have had to force me to take sleep medication. I wouldn't ever move on from her. I would have had to deal with all the invisible knives stabbing my heart each day. I would have cried every single night. Each one of my tears would have represented the breaths she should have still been breathing. You saved her though. You made sure she got plenty of sponsors. You made sure to resemble the flame that was building inside of her ignite. You showed the world that Katniss Everdeen was a sign, she was a sign of hope. You died making sure she was ok. You died to make sure we all got our freedom. If I had to die, I'm glad I died for others freedom. I walk around with my head held high. When others ask how I died, I respond "I died for Panmen." I hope you do the same Cinna. Thank you for saving my sister. Without your help she wouldn't be down on earth right now, with her husband and two kids. Thank you for everything. You sure have impacted our lives. You were the uncle I never had. I love you.
Love, Prim
A/N: Like I said, I hit my head and everything is hazy, but I don't have a concussion! Please review people ;)