Ch 6: A Certain Person

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After I hang up the phone, I walk over to one of the kitchen chairs. I realize how tired I am from my baby kicking my stomach all night long. I slowly doze off.
/////Dream/////
I see the meadow with my child running around in the snowflakes. It is so beautiful. I notice someone else close to the child. He is turned away from me and has blonde hair. It's Peeta. I run to him. 'Peeta', I call out. He turns around to face me and it is someone I hoped I wouldn't ever see again...his name is President Snow.
He pulls out a knife from his pocket and removes the white rose from his lapel. He throws the rose towards me and I immediately think of the torturous days in the Capitol. I cringe. But then I come to my senses and see him walking towards the children with the knife raised. I scream.

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