Chapter 1 PEETA

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Ugh, Capitol planes. Crowded, stuffy and down right unpleasant. I know I shouldn't associate this high-tech plane with the Capitol, but still now that the civil war is over and the Capitol no longer has power, this plane seems like something President snow would have had at his disposition. The plane I am taking to district 12 is like the many others I have taken in the past few months. Who knew that hijack therapy would take you so many places.

I'm just glad it's over. Don't get me wrong all the treatment and doctors was what I needed, but now that all president snows evil is rided from my mind I can concentrate on the things that matter most. For example:

Katniss.

It's not like I haven't heard about her. She is the only thing I have centred my life around for the past few months. President snow made me believe that my one true love, Katniss, was my enemy and that I had to kill her. So evidently, my whole hijack therapy has revolved around her.

The last time actually saw her in person was in the presidential palace with all the remaining victors. At that time in my hijack therapy, I had classified Katniss as someone to trust, or an ally.

Now I love her, and I long to see her.

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