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The Unknown

November 27th, 2021 

"I HAVE HAD ENOUGH! I cannot take this any longer. Get the fuck out!", he screamed. I stood there dumbfounded. I wanted to say something...but I couldn't. I wanted to cry, but I couldn't...?

Wait a minute...why can't I move? I- 

*ground starts shaking* 

Why....is everything shaking? An earthquake?

*everything turns black and Aurora falls to the ground, unconscious* 

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!"

I wake up to a piercing scream in the distance. My head hurts, but not too much. I can certainly live. As I try to absorb the surroundings, something hits my head. 

Ow! It was a small piece of wood. I tried to get up to see where I was. The place I am in, seems so...new and the atmosphere felt weird. What I found next shook me to my core. 

My late grandmother.....in a chair..? She's reading....a book....? AM I IN HEAVEN? 

HAVE I MADE IT??

Wait....I was a pretty shitty person and there's no way I can be in heaven. I mean I certainly did try being 'good'....but in vain. I've fucked up way too many times. 

Alright, back to this.....situation? I'm probably dreaming, right? To my surprise, my grandmother starts speaking!

"It's about time, love!" Let me be very honest. In all the time she was alive, she has NEVER addressed me that way. So, I'm probably in hell.

"Why are you so startled?", she laughs. "I have so much to tell you and you're here just in time..." 

FOR WHAT???! I have to say, I have never been more afraid of anything in my life, more than this very moment. 

She gets up and walks into a room....which I did not notice earlier. There was something in the air that was off, but I couldn't put a finger on it. 

"Look!", she says, as she shows me a pretty necklace. It had a butterfly pendant and it was the prettiest thing I had ever laid eyes on. "This is yours...", she says, as she hands it over to me. 

I'm sorry? So I, FOR ONCE, get something pretty for free?? "This is amazing but why and how is it mine?", I ask her. "Our lives are never ours..", she says as she slowly walks off. Ok, Peeta Mellark....now what is that supposed to mean!?

I follow her back to...

Wait..the room we were in earlier...isn't there anymore? This was when I realized I wasn't dreaming earlier. Something is DEFINITELY wrong....