I am such an emotional wreck when i read the hunger games.  Sometimes I can’t breathe for excitement and most of the time I just break down into tears.  I cry left right and centre to be honest.  I cry when Katniss thanks the District 11 tributes families: “Thank you for your children” - that’s so beautiful.  I cry when the grandmother tilts her head up and smiles, I cry when Rue’s sister looks at Katniss, telling her she’s forgotten to thank her.  I cry in The Hunger Games when Rue dies (obviously) and when she sings to her, and when she wreaths her in flowers.  I cry when she’s wandering about, ready to take on anyone who comes near her because she’s so cut up about Rue’s death.  I cry when she shouts out Peeta’s name in the tree, I cry when he says “Well don’t step on me” when she finds him.  I cry when they have their first real kiss in the cave and when she drugs him to save his life, when Peeta tells her that he woke up to find her lying in a “very scary pool of blood”, i cry when they’re lying on the Cornucopia, waiting for the end.  I cry when Peeta throws his knife away and Katniss has her bow pointing at him, when he rips off his bandage to kill himself, when she sticks it back on, when she pulls out the berries and when they greet each other on the stage.  I could go on.  There’s loads in Mockingjay too, but even I can’t be bothered with myself.  I’m a wreck.  Oh well.  I love it.