I open my eyes only to be blinded by light. I adjust to the lighting, and see that everything is white. I'm not in my bedroom. Not that I want to be there anyway. My bed is probably all messy, broken glass on the floor, books scattered around, and probably smells like alcohol. From all the nights I invited Haymitch to drink, where we could drink away all our sorrows.
"Katniss...." A familiar voice says, this time it's not a voice in my head. The voice is loving, welcoming. A male figure, dressed in dirty mine clothes walks slowly towards me. Step by step, I start to recognize him. My father. No, it can't be. My father is dead.
"Katniss?" he asks, he's right in front of me now. Our grey eyes are piercing towards each other. Only mine are dull, and he's is so full of life.
"Daddy?" I ask, he hugs me. And I hug back.
"Daddy ? Aren't you dead!?" I exclaim "Katniss we don't have much time, I need to talk to you about your lifestyle! Katniss, tell me what has been happening lately." He says sternly
"Have you gone into depression?"
I nod, I'll probably never see him again so I might as well not lie.
"Oh but Katniss why?" He asks so gentle, all too gentle
"After the rebellion, all my feelings just vanished. Everyday all I feel is sorrow, I miss Prim, I miss Finnick, I miss Rue, and most of all I miss you. And everyday that pass, I blame myself for their death. Daddy I'm so lost." I cry
"Katniss, it's not your fault. It's the wicked heart of the capitols fault. I'm so proud of you, my daughter. You've led a war, a war for justice. I'm so proud. But do you really want to spend the rest of your life in sorrow? You have a life ahead of you Katniss. Don't waste time."
Tears stream down my face as I hold my dads hand.
"Okay daddy, I'll try." I say, I'm gonna get over this depression for my dad. He wouldn't want me to live like this! Prim wouldn't either.
"I love you," he says embracing me once again.
"I love you too," I reply truthfully.
"You know someone wants to see you as well," he says kissing my forehead,
"Goodbye Katniss, remember don't waste your time." He says as he disappears. But it isn't over, that's when I see blonde hair and a untucked shirt.
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Scarred (Everlark story)
RomanceThey have said that the the games has destroyed her. They say that her death has depressed her. Katniss Everdeen has never wanted to be in the games, she NEVER wanted to be the mockingjay. With the haunting memories and nightmares, she somehow go...
