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.

32. Chapter 32

A/N: I saw "Book of Mormon" tonight. IT WAS SO FUNNY! Thanks to .315 for reviewing.

*Chapter inspired by .315

Disclaimer: Hello, my name is Elder Fanfictionlover500, and I would like to share with you the most amazing book! (That's from Book of Mormon)

Dear Snow,

You killed me. Marvel might have thrown the spear, but you killed me. You could have stopped the games when you became president, you could have saved thousands of lives! But no, you wanted to torture kids by forcing their blood to stain others hands. You wanted to keep the games going, and help the game maker's commit all kind of evil sins. Look where that got you. Now you slowly burn down in Hell. The fire inside Katniss is now burning into you. It'll burn for a thousand years until you finally become a sick pile of ash. You had what was coming to you. You let little 12 year old kids die! You had married couples only have kids, so they could win the games and bring honor to them! You created monsters. The Victors are all murders, no their monsters. But it doesn't matter who the monster is, all that matters is who created the monster. It all comes back to you. You built up each monster with your power, you made their lives living Hell! I for one never hold a grudge, but when it comes to you I always will. I never celebrate someone's death, even if they were the worst of people. I celebrated your death though. Finally people can live in peace. May the Mockingjay haunt your dreams forever.

Rue

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