Seven years. I can't believe I have been in this place for seven years. Has time really gone by this fast since Mother Yackle found me? It seems like only yesterday. I was in my apartment planning to murder Madam Morrible with the help of my dear Fiyero. I would have succeeded in it then; too, if there hadn't been any interference from those children. I'll never forget how I felt after that; coming home to find the place ransacked and 'Yero having been taken away and killed. That night changed my life forever. It seemed like I had officially lost everything I cared about: my home, my friends, and now my one true love.

I feel I may never be at peace. Sure, the sisters and Mother Yackle have taken care of me; but there is nothing they can do to help heal this ailment for which I know not the cure. I can still see him whenever I dream. I hear his voice constantly in my head. He haunts me; and yet I am not afraid of his spirit. I can't escape him; and yet somehow, I don't want to. All I feel I can do right now is pray.

Oh God, if You care about me at all, I ask You to give me the strength and the hope I need to get through this. Help me be able to go on living even with him gone, and most of all, give me Your peace so I no longer feel alone.