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Mustered up the courage to remain standing tall, but death seemed to roll in front of the eyes. Vent my desire to rebel and speak my opinion as if no one would listen anymore. Looking up at the sky is like seeing fireworks, but fireworks do not mean a beautiful sight for you and it is a picture of death for us. The good news for us was when we heard one of our friends brought a human head covered in blood as if it was revenge for our defeat. Our journey is not over yet and we all pray the next day we can see the sunrise with clear weather.