I’m still having nightmares.
Flashbacks.
Almost every night I wake up, sweating, panicking, running in my sleep. I still feel the pain and hunger, I still see the murder in all the tributes’ eyes. I can still smell the blood and fear. Occasionally I’ll remember the day when the Gamemakers declared that only one of us could survive and I just breakdown. I can’t handle this anymore.
I get angry just thinking about that day, and it makes me think about how cruel the Government and the Gamemakers are. You can’t just change the rules once you make them, who cares how entertaining it will be. These are peoples’ lives at stake!
About two weeks ago I had a dream about Rue, and for some reason it made me so happy. It gave me hope. It gives me hope that one day these games will be abolished, and I can finally be happy.
