Oh, how wonderful it is to be free of the dreadful witch. May she forever be stuck under that house, or as we know the middle school. For life is so much sweeter without the bitterness. The world seems so much better up her. All her little minions have fought and broke apart. The people are so much nicer, the teacher so much better, yet I fill there is something missing. Oh yes, missing it is not, but rather a weight off my shoulders. Peaceful I shall remain, as long as she lives stuck under that house.