#enterpain

        ‘‘ I’M NOT SUPPOSED TO BE ALIVE,   you know that, surely.               you watched the games, i’d bet.’’

NO ONE SHOULD KNOW, you’re meant to be the capitols secret. dead boy walking, used to take down the revolution. you never saw yourself as someone so crucial, but you can’t deny that it feels GOOD to be needed. and it feels oh so good to not be dead anymore.

VICTORY. something supposedly so sweet, so sought after. you’d longed for it once, though now that it’s here you’re not so sure you WANT IT.

         ‘‘ YOU THINK THEY’LL MAKE ME  wear that purple crap in my               my victory tour ? ’’

EYES ARE LOCKED on your own reflection, analyzing the barely - there scarring from the arrow that pierced your shoulder and almost RUINED your shot at a win. oh, how you wish katniss’s shot had been just a little better.