I am not prepared for Rue’s family. Her parents, whose faces are still fresh with sorrow. Her five younger sibling, who resemble her so closley. The slight builds, the luminous brown eyes.
They form a flock of small dark birds.
Sorry I haven’t been on forever guys :( or written more of my story in months. I’ve been really busy with school this year. Don’t hate me :(
tick tock the arenas a clock
Where are you? I can still make no sense of my surroundings. Where are you?! I demand an answer from myself and slowly the world comes into focus. Blue water. Pink sky. White-hot sun beating down…There are no boats, no ropes, not even a bit of driftwood to cling to. No, there’s only one way to get to the Cornucopia. When the gong sounds, I don’t even hesitate before I dive.
I protect Prim in every way I can, but I’m powerless against the reaping.
No matter what type of blog you have, quality, black and white, grunge, this picture belongs on all of it. This is in memory of the 27 people (18 of which are kindergartners) who lost their lives today in Newtown, Connecticut. You are forever in our hearts.