Districto 9 3/4

Rebels lose the war and Snow has Katniss executed. 

Today I will die. There is no way around it. Although after Prim’s death, I have never been more ready to embrace death. Peeta and I are sittingin a holding room, waiting for peacekeeper to drag me out. “Katniss,” Peeta says in a weak child-like tone, “yes?” I respond. “Who’s gonna fix my shackles before I go to sleep?” he’s looking out thewindow as he asks this, not even able to face me because the memories are clearly painful. I hope that when I am long gone, Peeta remembers me in human form as he did before Snow corrupted him. Idon’t want to die as the Mockingjay. I want to die as the girl from the seam, the girl in the woods, the girl that didn’t know much but was smart enough to understand that her sisters life meant more thenher own. I want to die as me and I suppose I can thank Peeta for making me see that during the first games we were in. I am called upon by the peacekeepers, it is time. Peeta follows behind me andmakes sure the peacekeepers are gentle as they forcefully tie me to a metal pole. And then there is Gale, with my own bow and arrow Snow retrieved from the woods in his hands. My best friend, the onlyperson I felt safe with for such a long time, the one who protected me, now has to kill me. I can see the pain in his eyes and I remember the promise we made to each other long ago. I won’t give Snow thesatisfaction of my sadness, so I give Gale a sincere grin. I want him to know that even though he will be the one to execute me, I trust him. Gale would never want to see me in any pain, so I knowthat he will shoot so accurately that I won’t feel a thing. I take one last glance at Peeta who is now sobbing on Haymitch’s shoulder and his eyes catch mine for a brief moment as I mouth, “It’s okay.”Peeta used to say that I was all he had left and that he couldn’t live if I wasn’t alive. I just hope that he will be okay over time and that he will find someone who actually deserves his...