Crying Is Not An Option.

I Swing My Arms To Loosen Myself Up. Place My Fists On My Hips. Then Drop Them To My Sides. Saliva's Filling My Mouth At A Ridiculous Rate And I Feel Vomit At The Back Of My Throat. I Swallow Hard And Open My Lips So I Can Get The Stupid Line Out And Go Hide In The Woods And-that's When I Start Crying.

Katniss, Got That Spile?" Finnick Asks, Snapping Me Back To Reality.

I Don’t Want Anyone With Me Today. Not Even Him. Some Walks You Have To Take Alone.

Maybe It's That We Are All So Starved For Something Good To Happen That We Want To Be A Part Of It.

Enobaria Smiles At Johanna. 'don't Look So Smug,' Says Johanna. 'we'll Kill You Anyway.