Chapter 5: ➶ I can feel the cold wooden floors underneath my feet, the beautiful colors flashing from the window. My clothes for the day are already laid out on my bedroom dresser. I snatch my clothing and head for the bathroom. I silently close the door, making sure that I don't wake the kids. The lights in the bathroom turn on, and I undress out of my nightgown and into my hunting attire for the day. Slipping on my hunting boots and leather jacket, I braid the back of my head, and walk into the bedroom to wake the kids. ❁❁➶❁❁ Peeta finishes making our breakfast, and we sit in the dinning room to eat our meal. The kids swallow everything whole, while I just pick at my food lightly, the only thing on my mind is hunting. I go into a deep daydream, and think about shooting a squirrel or rabbit, if I'm lucky maybe even a deer. My fingers graze over the feathers of the arrows, and I carefully and quietly slide one out of the quiver from behind me. Load, then release, the arrow flys through the air, and shoots my desired game. Obviously, Peeta sees that I practically have my face in my breakfast, and let's me leave to get ready for the day ahead of me. Once I brush my teeth and walk out the door, I decide to ditch hunting for the day, and visit a special place that has been on my mind for a while. ➶
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➶ The small rocks from the ruined ground still remain as I near the cemetery. I open the gates, and slip into the windy and depressing area. The gates closes behind me from the blowing wind, and I tuck my hands in my coat pockets and keep my head down. I walk toward the tombstone, and stare down at the weathered dark cement inside a sliver of the ground. A tear drop falls down my face and lands on the grass beneath me. I bend my knees, and place my hand on the ground, weeping for a while. It's been so long since she's been gone, Prim. Peeta and I have told the kids about her, who she was. I don't think I'll be telling them how she died for a long time, and how it happened. I can feel her presence around me, feeling comforted for a moment. I remember, how she used to wear her hair in braids, how her shirts were always a little too large and had to be tucked into her skirts, and how she healed miners and injured people from 12 before the rebellion. I give the 3 finger salute, glad no ones around being that if anyone saw me, I thought if be executed on the spot. Once I leave the grave, I feel a lot better, since I haven't been here for some time. I leave and close the cometary gates behind me. ❁❁➶❁❁ Now I know why I have been very depressed lately. Waking up in the middle of the night, screaming about nightmares, and eating everything in sight. My mood has changed dramatically since a couple of weeks ago. Peeta has been there a lot more than usual, taking off from the bakery on most days, taking care of Willow and Rye, too. He's been feeding me healthier foods than usual, not as many cheese buns than on a daily basis. He's been helping me down stairs, usually from stomach pains or cramps. Then I remember why... I'm pregnant. ➶
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