I thought I had nothing but emotions like sadness. I have finally completed twelve grueling years and am about to enter college. That also means that I have squandered nearly a quarter of my life and still have no regrets. Why should I worry? My colorful youth only buds at night and will bloom after dawn. Why should I be sad? I have no reason to be sad, right? On the night of June 8th, the boys in the class were very drunk and had a great time, including me of course. I don't know how I got home, but my parents didn't blame or abuse me. I was finally liberated! How much I wanted to cry out for the freedom I had, but little did I know that I just broke free from the shackles of the cage, which was meaningless, but I felt so great about myself. With everything ready, I want to integrate into a new life like never before. Before that, I must say that I have nothing but sadness and other emotions, although I always comfort myself that everything is satisfactory to me.