Primrose Everdeen is not your average supportive character. Being reaped, almost dying two times, living in a district that everyone thinks is in rubble, training to become a doctor, and of course, being the sister of Katniss Everdeen. Prim struggle...
The girl who was buried in flowers. It was such a sweet thing to do. My heart had already broken in two. She didn't deserve to die! Mom said that the Natives would live for a long, long time and drink tea on a daily basis. The little girls would dress up in fine clothes of lace and play with China dolls. They would have sweet dreams, and never have to worry about being killed. Yet this little girl did. I wonder what would be going on in 11, if there was a small uprising. Katniss finished putting the flowers around Rue. She did the three finger salute in her direction, and walked away without looking back.
Suddenly, Katniss stopped, and looked up at the sky, not knowing she was looking directly into the television. What she did next was so shocking, they only caught it halfway.
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Katniss would never be the same. But then as I sat there, speechless, there was another thing I realized.
The districts will be never the same.
Could this be our time to rebel? Could we finally become free from the Capital.
The only thing I knew, was that it was up to Katniss.
A little while later, Claudius invented a new rule that there could be two victors. Katniss found Peeta under a rock, and I stopped watching after that. It wasn't that I didn't like Peeta, I just had to help at the apothecary. The man that had come in had been burned by the mines. Mother was helping another man that had third degree burns, so I decided to help the man that was waiting.
" Shouldn't you be trying on a little dress to look pretty?" the man said, and spat at the ground. " You're sure a young lady for a doctor. Awwwww, but your sister isn't here to help you, is she? Just let me be. We're all going to die off someday in this district, aren't we?" I bit my lip and spoke with determination. " Not if you have an attitude like that," I said and checked his arm that was burned. " It's a second- degree burn, but you should be ok." I took ointment from inside of an aloe plant we had in the back and put it on his arm, gently. But when it came to wrap it, I wrapped it a bit tighter than I was supposed to. He winced, and said " Easy with my dang arm girl." I smirked angrily. " Well, keep these clean and you'll be good." He walked out, and I grinned in satisfactory. As I was cleaning needles for shots, I slowly stopped. I did this without Katniss. Wait, I thought.
Katniss had said she wore two braids instead of one, when she was a kid. She started to wear one because it showed she was maturing into a woman, her own self. And I'm wearing two braids....
In an instant but slow motion, I unbraided my long blonde hair, and let my hair down.
