Katniss's POV
I sit in great fear, hoping, praying I'll be alright.
I close my eyes in utter fear as claws dig into my bare shoulder.
"No!" I clench my teeth, barely making a word out.
I see the reflected hallway light on the eyes of my kidnapper.
I can't notice who it is but I just shake.
Shake till the beholder grips my neck.
I am loosing air by the second.
My hands lace around her ankles, try to trip her to the ground.
Without luck I let my nails tare her flesh.
She yelps in a great deal of pain.
I know not cutting my nails often would come in handy. She eventually unlatchs my fingers and starts to drag me.
When I disobey she kicks my stomach.
The wind is being knocked out of me.
"Help!" I cry out.
She is rather tall..I keep trying to think who this is till I get a big blow to the head.
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I wake up in a rather dark area.
I feel around and all there is is cold concret beneath my dry palms.
I try to scream but all there comes is a squeak.
"Having a nice time?" The woman sneers.
I give her a good look over and know exactly who this is..
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FanfictionKatniss the grieveing over her loses. Will it get better? {Started Jan 4th, 2014}