The Hunger Games: Prim [REWRITING]

Chapter 27: The End

I'm standing behind the stage. And I'm nervous. Haymitch...what have you done to me, making me all nervous and scared. I'm only a 12 year old girl.

The prep team goes on stage, and everyone claps for them. Effie follows, then Cinna and Portia. Do they know how much stress I am in right now?

Then comes Haymitch, the cause of my stress. I'm probably real pale right now. I feel my plate rise from under my feet, and I am elevated onto the stage. The lights are blinding, the roars deafening.

Then I see them. Katniss, and Peeta. My first instinct tells me to run to them and fling my arms around them. But I'ms so scared that I can feel the blood draining from my face and my body shaking lightly. I can only watch Katniss run to Peeta and give him a tight hug. Peeta sees me standing alone and gives me a smile.

I walk over to the two of them, a bit afraid I would bother them but Peeta breaks apart and comes to me, lifts me up and cuddles me. He's like a big teddy bear. Katniss gives me a hug too.

The three of us then go to a couch, which is suppose to be a chair. But there are three victors this year, and so they had to get us a couch. I notice that all three of us are wearing similar outfits. Katniss' almost identical to mine, Peeta's just a bit modified to be for a guy.

I take in a deep breath as Caesar starts the show.

I am so nervous because of Haymitch. I think I am shaking, and I'm also cold. I think my face is pale. Peeta senses that I am nervous, and he starts rubbing circles in my back. It helps me to calm down.

I know what will happen next, because every year they do the same thing. They are going to play a three hour long video, with all the highlights from the games. I feel awful. It's awful to just think about the few week experience, but to watch it? No way.

I want to close my eyes but there are cameras, and Haymitch wants me to behave. The video starts with the pre-arena events. Interviews, the tribute parade, training...It makes me feel horrible, because the majority of these people are dead now.

But it only gets worse. Next comes the bloodbath, where around half the tributes died. Both Peeta and I ran away, so the cameras just showed all the blood and fighting. The killing was mostly done by the careers I noticed.

I watched the screen as Peeta talked with the careers, and how it was not just for betrayal and that he was half forced into it. Because they wanted to find Rue and I.

I watch Rue and I run away from the wall of fire, Rue and I climbing the tree to get away from the careers, then cutting the branch and killing off Glimmer and Marina. I feel awful. They were just innocent girls just like me.

The next few parts show Peeta and Cato fighting, and I don't watch. I just close my eyes and curl in next to Peeta. The Peeta who is now fighting in the screen.

Then I have to watch because it's Noah. He's dead. I watch him on screen as Marvel kills him. I feel so bad, I could have protected him. But nope, I was oblivious and watched him die in my own hands. What I bad person I am.

I don't watch as the screen-me chases after Marvel, seeking revenge.

I don't want to watch, and for quite a long time, I stay curled up next to Peeta.

I open my eyes when Peeta shakes me slightly. I look up at him, then at the screen. It's Rue.

What I see on the screen is so scary and shocking, because it is a film adaptation of my dream.

Cato charges through the plain, Rue picks up her little brother, she runs. Thresh does too, his grandma on his back. Cato and Thresh argue, then Cato charges as Thresh. Rue screams and tries to help but ends up getting cut in her head. Cato's knife slashes Thresh's chest, Roy runs, Rue stops breathing.