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My mentor in the Games, Haymitch Abernathy. When I first met him, I considered him a useless drunk. I didn’t like him even into the Games, but our relationship grew. As he sobered up, I realized that we share a lot of qualities that make us a good team. His help in getting Peeta and I sponsors was invaluable. To Haymitch, a mentor and a friend.

You might know Effie as your average Capitol woman--exaggerated, colorful, accented. But I know her to be kind, loving, and respectful. She cares, despite appearances, and we are good friends.

My father. I loved him more than anything. He taught me everything I needed to know about survival, and because of this I was able to support my family and later survive the Hunger Games. I owe him everything and miss him more everyday.

My best friend, Gale. Having known him since we were kids, he’s like a brother to me. He took care of my family while I was in the Games, I owe him for that. Thanks for everything!

I still can’t believe we did.

The Cornucopia ready for the feast. The thing each Tribute most desperately needed was there. I almost died retrieving medicine for Peeta's leg, but I knew he would die without it. I couldn't bear the thought of winning without him and I knew I would never forgive myself if I didn't even try to save him. I think we're both happy I did!

The three-fingered salute. Occasionally it as seen at funerals, but is old and rarely used. It means thanks, it means admiration, it means goodbye to someone you love. For all the Tributes who died in the Hunger Games. May you rest in peace.

Peeta, and the cave where I fell in love with him. If not for the Games, we wouldn't have found each other. Then, we were thrown together in love that could never work. He's the reason I'm still alive, the reason we are both home. I can't imagine life without him now.