Hey guys! So sorry it took me like a week to put up a new chapter. -_- My week really sucked and I just couldn't find time to write a new chapter because I just felt horrible all week. K But now I'm in a good mood because JOURNEY 2 just came out today! :D THREE CHEERS FOR JOSH HUTCHERSON! HOOPLA! HOOPLA! HOOPLA! Okay sorry for my mental moment there… XD Okay here's the chapter!

~THG~

Dad quickly bandages up Macy and she's back to her wild self. I take a while to gather myself, and when I finally do I stand up from the table. Macy's quickly tugging at my arm complaining that she wants to play on the swing set outside. I groan as she drags me outside and plops herself down on the seat.

I remember when I was a little kid and I watched as dad built the swing. "Wait here while I go get the last screw." he told me. I, of course, couldn't control myself and flung myself onto the seat, and before I knew it the whole thing collapsed under me. I cried when it happened but now I laugh as I see myself lying there in the tangle of all the mess.

"Push me Rosey!" Macy yells. I stand up from the grass I was sitting in and walk towards her. I stand behind her and giver her a small push. She giggles in delight and holds on to the ropes holding the seat up. She swings her legs back and forth making it go crooked, but she doesn't mind. "Swing with me!" she says between giggles. I glance at the seat next to her. This girl is going to be the death of me.

"Uh, that might not be a good idea Macy. I'm too big." I say smiling.

"It doesn't matter! You're never to big to have fun!" she says. I laugh. "You're completely right Macy." I say and sit on the swing next to her. It holds my weight, thank goodness, but I don't trust this old thing enough to swing on it. I just rock my feet back and forth on the ground, making me sway gently.

I look up at the sky. It's that orange color that always happens at sunset. I remember dad saying this is his favorite color and that he tries to paint it but can never get the color quite right. One day I'll find out how to make the color and give it to him. I stare at the color and point it out to Macy.

"That's a pretty color." she says yawning.

"I think it's time to go back ins-" I start but I'm cut off by my own scream. I'm in the air. I grab the rope and hold onto it. I feel someone's hands on my back again and I'm thrown in the air again. I get that butterfly feeling in my stomach and start to giggle. "Stop it!" I yell. When I'm back I plant my feet firmly on the ground and stand up.

I turn around and see Roy standing there, his traditional smirk on his face. Macy is giggling and clapping in delight. "Again Rosey! Do it again!"

"Yeah Rosey." he says drawing out the word 'Rosey' and crossing his arms. "Do it again!"

"Let me think…NO." I say smiling. I can't help it, I have to give him so credit. I didn't even hear him coming.

" I said I'd get you back, did I not?" he says and holds up his hands innocently. "You're a butt you know that?" I say back.

"Yeah, a BUTT!" Macy says holding her nose. I laugh, okay, now I love this kid.

"Hey! I shall not be insulted by someone I haven't even been properly introduced to!" he says looking at Macy again.

"I'm Macy!" she says a little too loudly.

"Mmmhmm. Macy. Now who's this?" he says eyeing me like he's never seen me before. "That's Rosey, she's my best friend!" she says. I laugh. Wow, my best friend is a three year old.

"yeah. I'm her best friend! I'm watching her for her mom tonight." I say. He looks relieved when I say 'her mom' and I bite my bottom lip to keep from laughing. "That's nice to know." he says. This time I laugh. What a dork.

"Okay Macy. Let's go get ready for bed." I say. "Awwww." is her response but she follows after me. I hear buzzing and look around. I notice a fly and it swarms around me. I kill it but the buzzing remains in my head. I close my eyes and when I open them I'm still outside. Roy is standing there, glowing. I look around and can't find Macy. "Where'd Macy go?" I ask.

He suddenly raises the object in his hand, a knife. My eyes widen when he pulls Macy out from behind his back. I gasp and lunge for her but it's too late. He's faster than me. He plunges the knife into her head and my screams fill the air. My dad comes out and Roy looks at him. Roy throws it and it lands in his arm. I drop to my knees. I can't stand anymore, what's wrong with my legs? I try to get up but I notice small snakes slithering on the ground, pinning me down. I scream and try to smack them away but one bites me and I scream in pain.

Mom and Caleb race out the back door after dad and before I can see anything else I shut my eyes and pull my knees to my chest. I feel a hand on my shoulder and scream. "Rose." Roy hisses. I open my eyes ready to fight back. I see Roy standing above me and I scream again. I crawl backwards and I hit the hard outside wall of my house. Macy stands behind him and she walks to me. I pull her into my arms. She's alive. She's not dead.

Roy steps forward. "No!" I scream. Suddenly dad walks outside…again? He see's me and runs toward me. He's alive too? He bends next to me. "It's not real Rose. It's not real."

Is dad real? Is Macy real? Is Roy real? Am I imagining this?

"What is real?" I whisper.

~THG~

Okay I must really love you people. First I wrote half of this, then it DIDN'T STINKIN SAVE. Then I had to type it again. -_- But you guys are so awesome I'd do it for you guys again!

So on that note, please review! Because reading without reflecting is like eating without digesting. OH YEAH! That beast simile deserves a review. Come on people! Okay. XD Love you guys! Bye!

I am the mocking jay. The one that survived despite the capitols plans. The symbol of rebellion. -Katniss