Literature
Bow Boy and Bread Girl - 11
Eleven: Peeta
My face is buried in my pillow, hands gripping at my hair, as I try to keep my breathing under control. What is wrong with me? Why would I have done that? It takes so much for me to lose my temper and fly off the handle; Gale is the one that is hot-headed. Katniss is the one who can't hold her tongue. I've always prided myself on being amiable, despite my violent upbringing. Between the days of labor-intensive hunting and abuse at the hand of the Witch, I've been through more than just any person in 12.
It is the inaction that gets to me. Like when the Witch lies in a drunken stupor, too wasted to move. Like when the Gamemaker