Katniss Sings Hanging Tree Novels & Stories

“Don’t worry anymore. I’m here. And I’m going to help you get out of here.” Kate tapers off her crying into sniffles. “You promise?” she asks. “Dang-yeonhaji! Like the great Bob Marley said…” Nathan starts singing in a fake Jamaican accent: “ ‘Don’t worry… about a thing… coz every little thing… gonna be all right…’ ” Kate giggles because, for once, Nathan’s impersonation is spot on. For some reason, when he’s singing, his voice is perfect. “How are you so optimistic tonight?” she asks.

It's like they aren't even trying to keep up with the stereotypes. Past the fence are a few scattered trees but mostly open land, and once we clear the last tree before we made it to a group of buildings, Katy takes off and dashes her way to the first building until she slams against it with her back to the wall breathing hard. I wait to make sure nobody saw Katy and then do the same movements, hitting the wall beside her. Music seeps out from the bar we left behind, putting me on edge until I realize it comes from the open door. Someone likes that overplayed Lenny Kravitz song.

I’ll make them eat their words. Stepping out of the car, I close the door with silent determination. My stature allows me to climb a nearby tree and land on the roof without a sound. Shredding my clothes, the symphony of my bones shifting and rearranging are somehow not as loud as them laughing and joking about our fucking trauma.

I sat down on my seat, waiting even if I knew I'd had to wait way longer than just some minutes. All of a sudden all I saw was black, I didn't know everything could be over in just seconds, I wouldn't have thought that everything could be over this quick, but one thing I knew was, I couldn't give up, I have to be there for Kehna. I tried recovering strength by breathing in and breathing out but it didn't help. I continued repeating the same sentence "I can't give up" breath in breath out "I can't give up" breath in breath out, I just wanted to rest and close my eyes for some seconds.

“I know! I know! I promised I wouldn't cry today. But you can't blame me. Mother is outside preparing for a grand party for Angus and I am stuck here with you and a rotten pizza on my carpet, No offense, Lala.” I rubbed her gently on her branch and she tightened her grip. “I wish she could love me”. Just then “Numb little bug” by Em beihold began to play. I began to sing to it, draining in every single beat and lyric. “Lala, if you can help me arrange my room. I promise to not let anything ruin my day”. The tree shrugged and in a way, grimaced. “Oh come on! It sounds fair to me. Okay! I'll give you fresh manure and nice trimming later”.

’ “Well whatever it is you did, just do it again. Simple.” I stare at her, my expression completely blank. I deadpan, my fingers moving with flat, rhythmic precision, ‘I cannot control it. I don’t even know how I did it back then.’ Katniss doesn’t even blink. She casually swings her sword through the air, the steel letting out a sharp, clean whistle before she slips it back underneath her cloak. “Well,” she smirks, pulling the cloak over her shoulder as she heads for the door. “Then it’s a good thing I have my huge ass butter knife. Let’s go.”

Hank was afraid that he would not have enough to eat, so he kept shouting, “Sienna, pick some more.” “Are you trying to tire me to death?” Sienna rolled her eyes at him and said angrily, “If anyone doesn’t have enough to eat, they can come and pick themselves. Anyway, the tree won’t run away." In the live broadcast room, Sienna’s little fan who was hesitating about whether to take the tree away was startled and quickly dismissed the idea.

I just nod, ready to leave the awkward air of the house. I watch Judith prepare the third plate of food, suddenly stopping when a creaking noise is heard outside. Everyone's chatter completely stops. We turn to the window, looking for the source, only to stare in horror when we find it - the tree that the boys were in charge of tying down. The force of the wind pushes relentlessly into the tree, making it lean on one side until it starts falling down. I suck in a sharp breath and exhale it out as a scream with Granny Fae and Grandpa Jules as the tree descends.

Where my mom and I would have a picnic together and be repeatedly told that it was the area she and dad met under the full moon. "Arissa! Arissa!" Cleo calls me; wanting me to stop. I ignored her and continue to run. I needed to know if what she told me was true. Nor did I wanted to believe it. My mom would never do such a thing, knowing that I only had her and leave me all alone. "Mom!" I called out almost reaching the tree. As I got close to the three. I stop instantly, seeing my mom hanging from the tree with a rope around her neck within the pretty pink dress she left the house in and too the dress dad had always loved seeing her in; encircled by numerous pack members.

Kimmy said, rolling her eyes. “See!” Dante gestured to Nathan. “Cute as a puppy! I told you!” “Kimmy said kitten. It’s a little different than a puppy,” Nathan laughed. “It has fur, just the same,” Dante scoffed. “I just want you to sing a song for me,” I acted innocently. “Ok, ok. What song?” Kimmy asked. I leaned in and whispered, “Can you do ‘So in Love’ from Kiss Me Kate?” “If the pianist knows it, I’ll sing it,” She smiled.