Then I get it, what it means. At least, for me. District 12 only has three existing victors to choose from. Two male. One female…
“They can’t hurt me. I’m not like the rest of you,” I tell them. “There’s no one left I love.”
It’s the truth, plain and simple. My parents taken away from me. Poison, I suspect. My little brother, who knew his way around the woods better than anyone, still missing after a day of work. There was someone else too, whose brown eyes I swore to never forget. They’re gone because of my refusal. Finnick warned me Snow would do that. That filthy man managed to take away everything I loved, but he’ll never take away everything I am. I’ll go down fighting.
The scent of blood and roses stings my nose.
The pencil moves across the page on its own. I open my eyes and see the wobbly letters. I KILL SNOW. If he’s captured, I want the privilege.