These past four years have been rough for Cleveland, the Browns continue there long streak of losing, the Indians can't make that next step and the Cavs looked like a bunch of High Schoolers going up against the Best of the Best. Until yesterday when the prodigal son announced his return. Every one who lives in the State of Ohio knows where they were when The King Lebron James announced that he was coming home. I sure do, I was sitting in a Bob Evans with my brother, my sister and my father. I was scrolling through instagram when I saw a post that caught my eye. It was from Lebron's Instagram account, and just reading those three words "Im Coming Home" brought a tear to my eye. Im a 18 year old young man I have only cried on my senior night, my graduation and when Lebron took his talents to South Beach. I cried because I knew that after four years of devastation and hurt was finally over. When Lebron left, it filled me with hatred, and since that day I had always had a small feeling in the back of my mind that one day I would see him in the wine and gold once again. When the Cavs drafted Kyrie that small hope grew and I felt even more confident he would return. My hatred was gone after a year and I went on waiting. When Lebron opted out of his contract I knew right then that he was coming home. Yesterday when he announced he was going to be a cav I cried because I knew that all of my hope was turned into reality. Being from Ohio I have always known heartbreak, and though I'm neither a browns nor indians nor bengals, nor reds fan I am a Cavalier, so is everyone in the state of Ohio and even though Lebron was in a Heat number 6, He was and will always be a Cleveland Cavalier.