Bullets pierced through the night sky, tearing up the darkness and the light; both extreme elements that had placed their trust upon the focus points that should beget them victory. Yet the pain, or rather unfelt pain; betrayed them all.

The man crept up slowly towards the gun, fixing his eye onto the device that had enabled the betryal. He did not care that it was a gadget which had struck down the very souls his will was fighting for. He allowed an oblivion that it had caused unfinshed screams. An ignorance that it forged silent tragedies.

"Captain! Our troops are unable to take the forces.... we are encircled and unable to defe-"

The voice tailed off, giving the same impact as an story without a conclusion would as well.
And as the final gunshot sounded in the air, breaking away the dust that orbited its thrust...

Thats the exact crap I'm gonna do. To give you the story without a conclusion.

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Well, school's over. Officially.
I'll be graduating from my secondary education really soon, and to commerate this event, I made a haiku!

Four years in a daze.
Aggressions felt in the race.
Damned education.

Yep, that pretty much sums up the time I spent in my secondary life :)

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