Crying Is Not An Option.

Her Name's Prim. She's Just Twelve. And I Love Her More Than Anything.

‎i'm Not Going Anywhere. I'm Going To Stay Right Here And Cause All Kinds Of Trouble.

Tonight. After The Reaping, Everyone Is Supposed To Celebrate. And A A Lot Of People Do, Out Of Relief That Their Children Have Been Spared For Another Year. But At Least Two Families Will Pull Their Shutters, Lock Their Doors, And Try To Figure Out How They Will Survive The Painful Weeks To Come.

Slowly, With Many Lost Days, I Come Back To Life.

People Don't Need Wings To Survive" "mockingjays Do.