Last night,
I lie in bed staring at the bare, white ceiling of my room, wondering, thinking.
In a state of deep thought again, as my Mockingjay, the last in the Hunger Games trilogy, lies on the table at the other side of the room. I never thought that words on paper could manage to leave my mind in a state of imaginatory turmoil. With every page I turn, Suzanne Colins manages to send my mind into overdrive, portraying every scenario in my mind aided with her exemplary skill of detailing the world of Panem. Many times I had to put down the book, give my mind a break as I take the harsh (In-book) reality, bombs go off, limbs are severed, the loss of blood...
and people dying, whether or not they're the characters you love. That envisioning death of people in my mind manages to scare me. I felt relieved when I finished the book.
And as for the whole trilogy, it's no kidding that while the first two books, Hunger Games & Catching Fire are great, Mockingjay improves the already amazing series along with it. I gotta say, It's an amazing series to read.
When the final page is read, the thoughts still linger on.
