A lot can happen in 9 years, but not all moments deserve a cheers, for when you feel you're in a hell, you desperately seek a wishing well. The world is bustling all around, but your string of luck cannot be found, and while all is well for your neighbors too, it is you who seems to come down with the flu. Upon realizing whom you're living with, the subject of evil becomes more than a myth, but every time you try to escape, he acts as the crusader in a cape. He often yelled with all his might, but I soon would feel no fright, he used me for cheap labor, and made me feel like a measly party favor. People say, "things happen for a reason," but that "prison sentence" felt like treason. I may seem like I'm forever strong, but sadly that is very wrong, I used to look up to the sky, and just cry, cry, cry. When I was finally freed, of his power and greed, I left without hesitation, not giving an invitation. After 9 years, filled with tears, I feel now is the time to say "cheers"!