Shards are small peices of a fragile object after it has shattered.
Life is fragile.
And when it is attacked with a sudden and brutal force, it breaks.
And leaves behind shards of love and hate, betrayal and unity, sadness and joy.

Cover by johnjoseco on DeviantART

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** This story was written when I was 14, and the quality and content reflect that. Please be aware that my position on topics contained within may have changed in the time between publishing and now, and I apologize for any offensive material that I may have condoned in my younger years. **