Sunday, April 19, 2009 12:22 AM
Prone! Take cover! There is a bullet behind you and it is flying towards you at the speed of sound!
The small golden thing is spinning towards you and there you are, standing there in the open.
Beware.
When the bullet hits your head, your head smashes open like a watermelon. Red juices flying all around. And at that moment, all your dreams fly apart too. You want to be a fire fighter? You want to be teacher? You want to be a scientist? You want to be a doctor?
You wanted.
No matter how dark death is, it never is in a battlefield. It would be red and flesh colour. Your human body will explode up and BANG! you are gone.
Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious
