• A tear fell down my face, I couldn't help it, I was never coming back now, I felt empty, I was empty.

    I got within viewing distance of the gun fire before I couldn't go on. I was going down, I could feel the air pass my face as I fell, I didn't know why I was falling, I just was.

    I wanted it to all be over, I wanted more and more, I needed it to be over, I could never get my wish.

    As I got back to my feet I felt a breeze pass my neck, this was no normal gust of wind, this one came with a crack. I wasn't meant to be here. I was awoken from my thoughts by another crack. I looked up, the gun men hadn't seen me or they didn't care, they just fired at the unknown enemy that fired back.

    I fell to my knees and watched the faces of the men, they looked lost, they were gone too. I wasn't alone in my loneliness I was surrounded by people who were as dead as me, they didn't blink as the man next to them was shot down, they just continued to fire past me, I was dumbfounded as I returned to reality, what was I doing here? I wasn't meant to be here, what would I have done, what have I become? What will become of me now....