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Long time no talk lovelies. Sorry I have been nonexistent :( I kinda pulled this chapter out of my ass-sorry if it sucks- so it's shorter than usual... :( But here is an update for y'all. 

This book will only be a few more chapters, I know... sad face. 

Do me a favor maybe? And go check out my bestie, Counting_the_Stars, new story Lucky for Lucy? Go do itttt!

Oh, and Happy belated 4th of July for all of you Americans out there. 

vote, comment, & most of all enjoy

xx Madd :) 

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{the next morning, boarding the train}

Just standing here waiting for the train I am getting anxious. My legs and hands are shaking uncontrollably. I try to calm myself down, but who am I kidding? There is no quote unquote calm in my veins. 

“You’re only going for a few days, Katniss. There’s no need to be worried,” Peeta tells me, “Just have fun.” I would have fun if you were coming with me, I mumble.

We just wait in silence for the train to arrive. 

After waiting for ten minutes, the train pulls up to the station letting all of the previous passengers off. 

"This is your last chance to tell me not to go." I plead to Peeta. 

"Too bad, I'm not gonna do that." He says placing a kiss on my lips. "You are gonna have so much fun, you don't even know it." 

"It's like you want to get rid of me." 

"I want you to ae some fun and relax. That's all." He gives me one last kiss before I step onto the train, "Bye, Katniss. I love you." 

"Love you." 

Now I have the train ride ahead of me. I'm glad there is not that many people on the train; that is a giant plus for me. 

Since there is really nothing to do on this train, I just decide to fall asleep. 

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Alone.

That is what I am. I am not Katniss. I am not a Victor. I am not the Mockingjay. 

My Father was first, my mother was second. Cinna followed along with Finnick. Prim left next, followed by Gale. Lastly was Peeta. 

They are all gone, there is no one left. Except me. The girl who should have died at the sight of those berries. Death stared me down and tempted me. Why did I not accept it's offer? Was I that much of a coward? 

Dying came with a price, then. Now, what price is there? None. 

Death could stare me in the eyes again, but I am stil too much of a coward. So, I sit here, watching the sun fade away, alone. 

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I wake from my nightmare covered in sweat. That was by far the most creepy dream I have ever had. Sadly it's all true though...

I have to calm myself because I don't want the seven people on this train to think I am, like, a friggin psycho. This is why I cannot be alone.

Well, I finally got to a calm state of mind sooner than later. Good thing to because I started to see an opulence of trees which meant we were in District Seven. Even though I do not want to be here right now, I just need the familiarity. 

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