Hi! My name's Annie and I share the name of the person who Finnick loved most.

      "Far below, I can just make out Finnick, struggling to hang on as three mutts tear at him. 
       As one yanks back his head to take the death bite, something bizarre happens. It's as if I'm Finnick, watching images of my life flash by. 

The mast of a boat, a silver parachute, Mags laughing, a pink sky, Beetee's trident, Annie in her wedding dress, waves breaking over rocks.

                                  Then it's over."

I love books and I occasionally write.