This is War

   The early morning sun looms over the distant mountains and its creeping rays of light pierce the slick panes of glass that encase the Princess Margaret common area. This is the greatest battlefield in all of history, at the heart of the longest war this earth has known, high school. For four years a student must fight his or her way up into the elite commanding force of grade twelve. These grade twelve students viciously battle their younger peers to keep peace and order throughout the grades and instill a hierarchy of respect for generations to come. Being a warrior in grade twelve means it is up each brave student to tackle the most ominous tasks from class to class, each fight its own. Between calculus and physics, a great monster is born with shimmering scales and a deep red fire that burns in its eyes. It is horrible. The fear that is created is etched into the very souls of each and every soldier, but united as a graduating class; each soldier assists their allies in any way imaginable to bring down this mighty beast. In war, they lay aside their differences and cement themselves as a solid, impenetrable force. No enemy may stand in the way of a grade twelve student because no matter how daunting the adventure or how evil the foe, they are equipped with the most powerful weapon of all. At the forefront of combat, in all their gallantry and fierceness they take the world with knowledge. Grade twelve’s are the strongest and most sensible students in action, and it is their job to raise a strong group to take their places when their service has come to an end. High school is a war, grade twelve the army’s finest, and graduation the victory.