I swing my arms to loosen myself up. Place my fists on my hips. then drop them to my sides. Saliva's filling my mouth at a ridiculous rate and i feel vomit at the back of my throat. I swallow hard and open my lips so I can get the stupid line out and go hide in the woods and-that's when i start crying.
Suzanne CollinsYeah, we wouldn't want to lose our little Mockingjay when she's finally begun to sing.
Suzanne CollinsBut once I saw Fulvia Cardew crumple up a sheet of paper with just a couple of words written on it and you wouldโve thought sheโd murdered someone from the looks she got.
Suzanne Collinsturn and turn and turn again you see the what, but not the when remedy and wrong entwine and so they form a single vine
Suzanne CollinsAnd then it happens. Up and down the row, the victors begin to join hands. Some right away, like the morphlings, or Wiress and Beetee. Others unsure but caught up in the demands of those around them, like Brutus and Enobaria. By the time the anthem plays its final strains, all twenty-four of us stand in one unbroken line in what must be the first public show of unity among the districts since the Dark Days. You can see the realization of this as the screens begin to pop into blackness. It's too late, though. In the confusion they didn't cut us off in time. Everyone has seen.
Suzanne Collins