This is the End

This is it.

This is what it has become. This is the end. The end of the torture, the pain, the suffering. The start of a new beginning for the world. To start anew, refreshed, renewed. The world rejoices. The children play, the parents relax. The time has arrived. It has finally come, the time to rejoice, to play, to celebrate life anew.

For a week. We donned on our uniforms. Some were new, crispy and clean, some were old, thin yet comfortable. For a week, we sat upon our seats, edgy. Waiting for the battle to begin. For a week, we battled and waged war. Pens attacking paper. Questions assaulting the mind. For a week, we lost and won countless battles. Physically and mentally, we endured and carried on. For a week, we endured frustration, anger, nervousness and many more. For a week, we have suffered, toiled, through sweat and pain, thoughts racing in our minds. We wrote furiously.

We tried our best. We had our regrets, we had our joys, we endured our share of suffering. And we survived it all. Hardened veterans, suffering and enduring yet another battle, of wits, of pain, of the ignorance. The arrogance, the humbleness, the suffering, the pain. We endured it all. We assaulted impenetrable fortresses and strongholds, we conquered mighty castles and scaled tall walls. We were beaten before, but we held strong. Enemies had attacked us. Some won, but most lost. We remained strong throughout. We lost many in battle, but we still held on.

And now. It is time. Rejoice! For the evil had risen above us, and was beaten down! Rejoice! For we have emerged victorious in this battle of wills and wits! Rejoice! For we have reached the end of this battle. Rejoice! For this is the end for today, and be glad we have all survived. The exams are over. The time for enjoyment has begun. Video Games. Television. Sports. The battle is over, and it is time.

Rejoice.

[Arthas]