To this day, I can never shake the connection between this boy, Peeta Mellark, and the bread that gave me hope, and the dandelion that reminded me that I was not doomed.
I protect Prim in every way I can, but I am powerless against the reaping.
“But Mockingjays were never a weapon,” said Madge. “They’re just songbirds. Right?
“Yeah, I guess so,” I said, “But it’s not true. A mockingbird is just a songbird. A mockingjay is a creature the Capitol never intended to exist. They hadn’t counted on the highly controlled jabberjay having the brains to adapt to the wild, to pass on its genetic code, to thrive in a new form. They hadn’t anticipated its will to live.
SORRY THAT I HAVEN’T BEEN ON LATELY BC I WENT TO HARRY POTTER WORLD OMFG IT WAS AMAZING