This isn't for the faint of heart.
If Catching Fire almost had me clawing my eyes out, Mockingjay left me puffy-eyed and broken. After finishing this book and letting sobs rack through my body, I was just lying on my bed, tears silently pouring fom my eyes as I recall everything that's happened from the first book up until the last one. There's so much death. So much blood. So much grief. So much destruction. So much everything that is more than anyone could ever handle in one lifetime. I could practically feel Katniss's emotions crawling its way out of the pages and seeping into my pores, consuming me, becoming my own. I was confused, frustrated, furious. I don't want to believe that this will be the kind of future that awaits mankind. I just can't accept it. Being forced to kill just to survive in some kind of a sick game, almost dying, recovering and almost dying again, helplessly watching your friends and loved ones die painfully right before your very eyes, and knowing that somehow, a part of the blame can be laid on your feet, that's too much for anyone to bear. No one could possibly stay sane after going though that and more. It's no wonder why Katniss and Peeta almost went over the edge. But what I loved most about this story is that after everything they've been through, their love for each other got them back together. They were both alone, having lost everything they hold dear, until they remembered they still have each other. And although nothing will ever be the same, what's left inside them is enough to keep them going, with each other as their anchor. Protecting each other always.
What broke my heart the most was Prim. Small and kind and brave Prim. Just thinking and writing about her bring fresh tears to my eyes. Her death undid me. She was there one moment, attending to a wounded child, playing her part to a war that stole her childhood. And then the next moment, boom! She's engulfed in flames. Gone. What's left of my heart after it broke over Finnick's demise shattered again into a million more pieces. I was like, "That's it? They killed her just like that?" The reason why Katniss got into the Games in the first place. The one person she really loved without doubt, without reservation. Gone in the flames. No one saw it coming and I'm sure, no one would ever forget it. Not me. Not in athousand years.
Rue. Thresh. Cinna. Portia. Mags. Wiress. Darius. Lavinia. Boggs. Castor. Jackson. Leeg 1. Leeg 2. Finnick. Madge. Prim.
My heart goes with you..show more
by Julie Rimpula