Watching body over body stack upon each other, uncontious, life-less, dead...streams of red blood, trails of pure liquid ended up finding its way to me. Even though i knew it was my time to join with the others but i could never accept or grasp the idea of death, the end yet since i was now alone in this world i might as well head toward the sky since there was nothing for me here... 

 Death is weird feeling, there is basically no feeling at all unless you want there to be. I felt the cold bullets enter my skull then there was nothing but darkness, almost like when u turn of the light in your bedroom and u look up at where the ceiling is supposed to be but cant see it, i looked up at where the stars were supposed to be but i couldn't see them or anything at all. But either way, i didn't matter, i couldn't tell if the liquid running down my arm was blood or tears, but my time was up...

 I have now joined the others, i have arrived