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SilverDoe29 said:
Can't pick just one, so here they are.
"Then I remember Peeta's words on the roof. "Only I keep wishing I could think of a way to... to show the Capitol that they don't own me. That I'm more than just a piece in their Games." And for the first time, I understand what he means.
I want to do something, right here, right now, to shame them, to make them accountable, to show the Capitol that whatever they do or force us to do there is a part of every tribute that they can't own. That Rue was more than just a piece in their Games. And so am I."
-Katniss Everdeen, the Hunger Games.
""It was all for the Games" Peeta says. "How you acted."
"Not all of it," I say, tightly holding on to my flowers.""
-Katniss Eerdeen and Peeta Melark, The Hunger Games.
"All of who I am lays in a handful of berries. If I held out those berries because I knew that if Peeta died I wouldn't be able to face District 12 again then I am despicable. If I held them out because I love Peeta then I am selfish, but forgivable.
But if I held those berries out to defy the Capitol, then I truly am someone of worth."
-Katniss Everdeen, Catching Fire.
""Just this one time, I let you go. For the little girl. You and me, we're even then. No more owed. You understand?"
"You better run now, Fire Girl.""
-Thresh, The Hunger Games.
"My head snaps around at the hiss, but it takes awhile to believe he's real. How could he have gotten here? I take in the claw marks from some wild animal, the back paw he holds slightly above the ground, the prominent bones in his face. He's come on foot, then, all the way from 13. Maybe they kicked him out or maybe he just bones in his face. He's come on foot, then, all the way from 13. Maybe they kicked him out or maybe he just couldn't stand it there without her, so he came looking. "It was the waste of a trip. She's not here, " I tell him. Buttercup hisses again. "She's not here. You can hiss all you like. You won't find Prim. " At her name, he perks up. Raises his flattened ears. Begins to meow hopefully. "Get out!" He dodges the pillow I throw at him. "Go away! There's nothing left for you here!" I start to shake, furious with him. "She's not coming back! She's never ever coming back here again!" I grab another pillow and get to my feet to improve my aim. Out of nowhere, the tears begin to pour down my cheeks. "She's dead. " I clutch my middle to dull the pain. Sink 380down on my heels, rocking the pillow, crying. "She's dead, you stupid cat. She's dead. " A new sound, part crying, part singing, comes out of my body, giving voice to my despair. Buttercup begins to wail as well. No matter what I do, he won't go. He circles me, just out of reach, as wave after wave of sobs racks my body, until eventually I fall unconscious."
-Katniss Everdeen, Mockingjay.
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