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Theme 6 - Why?
Why did I even bother, to fight for my life. I lost everything anyway. I didn't lose my life, but I lost everything worth living for. My family. My girlfriend. What was left for me now? Nothing. Nothing is left for me now.
Nothing in this empty house. I could have shared it with someone but the ones I could have shared it with are gone now. Dead and buried in their graves. Dead and gone and never coming back.
Nothing in the money I won. I could have supported her. My girl. She wouldn't have lived a life of poverty but now she is gone. She never got to live a good life. She had to suffer under the poverty of this District.
There is nothing in District 12. I hated it to begin with. But everything that held any meaning, the people that brought be back here, they are gone as well. And I am left alone.
Nothing in the Capitol, the place where he resides. The one who took them away, the one who gave the order to end their lives. I despise the Captiol and what it did, and all the people who support it. They will never understand, what they have done to us.
There is nothing left in this life, nothing at all. So why did I bother to fight to live when I lost everything in the end? What was the point? Why?
Why did I have to be reaped?
Why did I have to fight?
Why did people have to die?
Why did I lose everything even though I won?
Why must I smile now and say its all alright?
Why?
Why did I even bother, to fight for my life. I lost everything anyway. I didn't lose my life, but I lost everything worth living for. My family. My girlfriend. What was left for me now? Nothing. Nothing is left for me now.
Nothing in this empty house. I could have shared it with someone but the ones I could have shared it with are gone now. Dead and buried in their graves. Dead and gone and never coming back.
Nothing in the money I won. I could have supported her. My girl. She wouldn't have lived a life of poverty but now she is gone. She never got to live a good life. She had to suffer under the poverty of this District.
There is nothing in District 12. I hated it to begin with. But everything that held any meaning, the people that brought be back here, they are gone as well. And I am left alone.
Nothing in the Capitol, the place where he resides. The one who took them away, the one who gave the order to end their lives. I despise the Captiol and what it did, and all the people who support it. They will never understand, what they have done to us.
There is nothing left in this life, nothing at all. So why did I bother to fight to live when I lost everything in the end? What was the point? Why?
Why did I have to be reaped?
Why did I have to fight?
Why did people have to die?
Why did I lose everything even though I won?
Why must I smile now and say its all alright?
Why?
Literature
Marvel
Lonely and sad as the Reaping begins
Knowing he has his chance
A tall thin boy from the luxury district
Destined to be in the games
Forced to bring his District Pride
Along with his blonde companion
But fate has different plans.
The alliance he thought would last forever
Was broken
By the death of Glimmer
He poised the spear
Ready to throw
Unknowing of the consequences
That would follow.
As he wishes for it all to end
He's somewhat glad
When the arrow pierces his neck.
A second of his wasted life
Flashed by
Before it all goes
B L A C K
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Peeta's Reaping
I really, truly despise this day.
Reaping day.
It happens every single year, the same feeling of apprehension and fear, and if you're lucky, relief. This is only my fourth year experiencing the extremes of it all, but my brothers before gave me a taste of it. I'm glad to say my eldest brother doesn't have to worry about it anymore. He has surpassed the age making him ineligible. And my other brother only has this last time before it's just me. I've still got two more rounds of this torture before I'm done... hopefully. There's always that chance that it happens to me today.
Honestly, I don't think my parents could care less if my brother o
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Peeta's Interview
"Boy, she is going to kill you."
"Don't you think I know that already Haymitch?" I know she's not exactly fond of me. Well, its more like she doesn't trust me. By her reaction to him telling her we're coaching for the interviews separately, I can tell this only proves any theories she had before. My plan will definitely make things worse.
I came up with it last night. I can hardly sleep as it is. Why waste precious time twiddling my thumbs, when I could be coming up with a plan? Especially since I know I'm not coming out of the arena. That's only if I get it my way, but I have to admit its so bittersweet.
I was contemplating our scores fro
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aww poor Haymitch.... he needs a hug ( :3 )