Katniss pov
The honeymoon faze of the bravery thing has started to wear off. Instead of feeling strong and happy, I just feel like a bunch of negative pressure is sitting on my shoulders.
Gale and I went hunting. I put on the "I'm ok don't worry about me face" so he wouldn't worry, but inside I felt like braking down and crying. The depression and fear from the hunger games has finally sunk in. I wish there was some way to make me feel better.
That night, I decided to go climb a special tree. I kissed Gale on the head and walked to it. I pulled myself up to the highest branch and wrapped my hand around a coarse rope. This wasn't just any tree. It was the hanging tree.
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Everthorne -Run
FanfictionWhat if Katniss and Gale really ran away? What would happen. Would they keep themselves and their families alive in the woods? Is everthorne ment to be?
