If I burn, you burn with me
Suzanne Collinsthe boldest form of dissent they can manage. Silence. Which says we do not agree. We do not condone. All of this is wrong.
Suzanne CollinsTags: silence the-hunger-games the-reaping
It's old, very old I think. Made up long ago in our hills. What my music teacher calls a mountain air. But the words are easy and soothing, promising tomorrow will be more hopeful than this awful piece of time we call today.
Suzanne CollinsHere your dreams are sweet and tomorrow brings them true...
Suzanne CollinsI act delighted, but I have zero interest in these Capitol people. They are only distractions from the food.
Suzanne CollinsI don't like self-righteous people," I say. "What's to like?" says Haymitch.
Suzanne CollinsThe heat of the bread burned into my skin, but I clutched it tighter, clinging to life.
Suzanne CollinsThanks," I say. Because I can count on my fingers the number of sunsets I have left, and I don't want to miss any of them.
Suzanne CollinsI wish I could think of a way to show them that they don't own me. If I'm going to die, I still want to be me.
Suzanne CollinsI press my ear against his chest, to the spot where I always rest my head, where I know I will hear the strong and steady beat of his heart. Instead, I find silence.
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