Dear Cashmere,
I know us careers aren't supposed to have feelings but I did. Like when I was growing up I couldn't do anything but train. I was so sad that I just worked harder so I could have some. But I worked to hard that I ended having to volunteer. I know my father wanted me too but I had no desire to. So I ended up going into the games. I didn't know that I would end up falling in love with my partner. When she got killed I hated myself because she saved me. So when you had your games I thought just another blond idiot but I was so wrong. When you were on your victory tour I sort of fell in love with you. So when you got killed it was a horrible day. I hope you felt the same way.
Sincerely,
Brutes
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Letters from the tributes
FanfictionA book with letters from fallen tributes and other major people involved with the plot of the hunger games.
