3. Fighting through fogs

Halfway there. Recess. The past couple of subjects flew by as many intend it to. As if we were never there. Recess has always been that time to catch up on unfinished homework. I say catch up when I really mean is copy. Scrambling away trying to scan the answers as much as possible without thinking about why the're the answers in the first place. When there is so little time on the clock, we can't be going into details now can we?

Next thing I knew I was in a midst of war. Bullets flying all over the place. Heads bursting in front of my heads as each bullet penetrates ever so slowly into their hard and dense skull. Screaming out of intimidation but mostly fear. The looks on their eyes saying that they regretted every minute of it. Marching forward they went without any reason. What more did they want from life? They were already there emotionless, cold hearted and senseless. Why back out now? All were hoping to get back to normal. To the life they once knew, but at this particular time they could not think much about that just to move on. Kill or be killed. Successfully invading other people's normality while hiding the fact that they were only there thinking of their own. The flag planted on these foreign ground to call it their soil without thinking of the process they went through to have the ability to put a long metal rod deep in the grounds of foreign land with their colors atop tied with pride.

Kriiing!!!

Bell rang to inform students that the last class has finished and the day was done.

2. First Bell

Breakfast of champions they say. At least its by their humbling opinion. Heh. I looked at the carton of milk ready to pour on top of the cereal in my bowl when my mom stopped me and asked me to look at the expiration date. It was two months past I said. She said to throw it out. I did, not before emptying it though. Spicy.

Mark was understandably late. He knocked on the front door yelling out loud just so the whole world could hear. You know, in case I was dead or kidnapped or something. That's just how a good friend he is. I took my bike out and we rode to school. We actually didn't need the bikes as the school was just 10 minutes walk away, but you never know when you feel like ditching it.

As expected, we arrived just before the assembly finished as all of those who was at the assembly watched us riding our bikes towards the parking bay in silence. We were invisible we thought. Off to detention we went before the first class. As if the school don't demotivate us enough with the way their teaching in class. The school bell rang, first class of the day.

The teacher came in without even spilling out a sound she wrote on the chalkboard the day's homework. It's not as if she even put an effort into giving the homework. She just doodled numbers on the board indicating the page numbers of the exercises in our books. She stood in front of us trying to teach us something but most of the time she just read out loud. Teachers make a habit of reading out loud with the most soothest of voices. I guess thats why half of the class are fast asleep throughout the reading.

As was I.

1. Where breakfast are made.

*Thud*

I hit my head on the floor as I now realize that it was a somewhat beautiful nightmare. I looked at the clock, it was 5 a.m. I was pissed at the sight of a very early morning. Well, any sight of morning to be precise. I wash my eyes with cold water to somehow force myself to fully regain consciousness. I sat on my bed trying to analyze the dream I just had in a Freudian kind of way. Or at least that's what I told myself. It may have been a more paranoid look into my dream than actually analyzing anything.

I look out the window, and its still dark outside. It's somehow refreshing to see that it's still dark even though this is going to mess with my biological daily timing. I went out with only a t-shirt and boxer and stood outside the house looking up at the sky as the moon and the sun changes it's shifts. A glorious sight if only there were punch cards involved. Light passing through the sky, peeking its workplace.

As the sky turned bright I look away and saw that a couple of houses away there stood a girl for whom I knew too well. It was Daisy standing slowly looking away from the sky. She slowly looked my way and our eyes met with great awkwardness. She looked up for a second and looked back at me as if to say she too was enjoying the sunrise. She then slowly picked up her hand as if to wave then turned it into the middle finger.

Ah yes, the day has arrived.

0. Running out of my mind

I seemed to have gotten lost in the woods. I was sweating profusely from all the running. Of course I was running, when there's an eight foot giant bear who seemed like it wants to have me for sashimi. I know it'd be better to have salmon for sashimi and me as a slightly under cooked teppanyaki but under these circumstances he'd pretty much get bored waiting for me to cook.

I tried to call for help but to no avail, so I climbed a tree to get a better view of any available survival spots. It was a bad idea. The bear started pounding its whole body against the tree to have me fall down from it. This bear had to work hard for its food today. Kinda like those buffet tables during breaking of fast in those overly priced hotels. I guess he needed some exercise before a meal. There he was pounding the tree as I hold on for my measly life. I shouted all I could but no one was responding. I felt as every thump of its pounding made more and more branches fall. I knew I didn't have much more time. If only people around me knew how I felt about them. If only I had been able to say goodbye before I came into such predicament. Somehow though predicament isn't a big enough word to express such a situation.

This was it. My final minutes of life. I had only one branch left between me and death. One branch that if broken meant I would be more dead than Elvis or Michael Jackson combined. One branch that eventually broke. I was plummeting to my death with the bear ready down below to finish off any sense of life left in me but my neck broke on impact and died immediately resulting in a corpse lunch for the bear. *shrugs*