The Capitol would forget her, the districts barely knew her, and D12 had never accepted her as one of their own. In a few years, there would be a vague memory that a girl had once sung in the arena. And then that would be forgotten, too. Goodbye Lucy Gray, we hardly knew you.
Quisiera ser como ese wey de una serie que podia absorber el dolor, enfermedades y sentimientos negativos de la gente y en su lugar los retenia en su cuerpo a pesar de que el sentia todo eso y al final se murió