A/N: Hey guys this is my brand new fanfiction. There will be one new letter each day. Some may be longer, some may be shorter. Depends on the day. Anyways enjoy!

Disclaimer: I only own The Hunger Games in my dreams...

Dear Peeta,

Thank you for helping me through my death in the 75th Hunger Games. Only a true victor can be so kind and sweet. Such a sweet boy must feel some remorse towards what happened. Please don't, I was addicted to morphling, and had nothing to live for. You had the rebellion and Katniss to live for. They all needed you. I still remember the despriciton of each of your paintings that you described. I still remember the smile on your face when I painted a flower on your cheek. I will never forget the boy who helped me through such a slow death. Thank you.

From yours truly,


A/N: I named the district 6 morphling tribute Susie, it just popped into my head. BTW I have a story named Forever. It's from Prim's P.O.V, when she went into the games. Please check it out and review!