My name is Katniss Everdeen. I am seventeen years old. My home is district 12. There is no district 12. I am the Mockingjay. I brought down the Capitol. President Snow hates me. He killed my sister. Now I will kill him. And then The Hunger Games will be over.
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I want to tell the rebels that I am alive. That I’m right here in District Eight, where the Capitol has just bombed a hospital full of unarmed men, women and children. There will be no survivors. I want to tell the people that if you think for one second the Capitol will treat us fairly if there’s a cease-fire, you’re deluding yourself. Because we know what they are and what they are. THIS IS WHAT THEY DO.
President Snow says he’s sending us a message? Well, I have one for him. You can torture and bomb us and burn our districts to the ground. Fire is catching! And if we burn, you burn with us!
“Whenever I really want a part, I’m not sure what to do. How do I let the director know how obsessed I am and willing to do anything for the movie? Like, I wanted to write this one director a letter, so I wrote him a handwritten note. But then I was like, How many people are writing this guy handwritten letters? Is it going to seem cheesy? What do I do? Do I sleep outside of his house until he agrees to give me the part? […] It makes you feel supercrazy. It’s like, ‘Please give me this part! I’ll boil a rabbit!’”