Prim

 

Prim

My sister Prim. I have been thinking about you non-stop since I was chosen to participate in the Hunger Games. This must be hard for you. I just hope that you are all right and that Gale protects you. I am sure he will take diligent care of you while I am gone. The truth is, I do not know if I will ever see you again. There is a chance that I will be killed in the games. It is interesting really. I have put my name so many times in the tesserae, about 20 times, to earn food for us. The chances of me being chosen were so much higher than yours, so why did you get picked? Out of everyone, why you? I did not want to participate in the games, but when I saw your face, all pale from fear and confusion, I could not bear it. I just could not stand it. I would rather sacrifice my life than see you go through something like that. I am only glad that you are not coming. This system is so corrupt, I do not think anyone should go through this. If only the people who run everything could be in our shoes and could go through what we go through every single day. It is torture, hell even. I sometimes wish I were never born, so that I would not have to go through this, but I am here for a reason, and that reason is to protect Prim and keep her happy. I want her to have the best life she can, and I am willing to fight for that. Love you, Prim. Please stay safe. 

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