I want to not be scared! That night in the school, I felt utterly weak, like I needed someone to come in and rescue me. I hate that feeling. I want to feel stronger than that. I want to feel powerful.
A lovely rainy day in the English Lake District
Photo by Tony Richards
I killed you, I think as I pass a pile of rotting and burned bodies. And you. And you. Because I did. It was my arrow, aimed at the chink in the force field surrounding the arena, that brought on this firestorm of retribution. That sent the whole country of Panem into chaos.