Very often Greasy Sae comes and cooks my meals for me. But I am to depressed to eat anything. I just want to lay here and die. But I can't
do that with haymitch around. He is like a father to me now and is always checking on me making sure I'm okay, to make sure I'm still alive, and to give me a lecture about why I shouldn't kill myself. But I really don't see the point in living because all there is to do is cry myself to sleep and be depressed all the time! I was lying in bed when I heard the front door close. I ran down stairs to see who it's was! To see if it was the boy with the bread, to see if it was MY boy with the bread!