Maybe I'll Be Like That

I Had To Do That. At Least Once.

The Damage, The Fatigue, The Imperfections. That's How They Recognize Me; Why I Belong To Them.

Whose Is It, Do You Think?" I Say Finally. "no Telling," Says Finnick. "why Don't We Let Peeta Claim It, Since He Died Today?

How Much Energy They Put Into Harming Each Other. How Little Into Saving.

I Guess There Isn’t A Rule Book For What Might Be Unacceptable To Do To Another Human Being.