One day, I woke up thinking it was a Saturday. I went back to sleep, but my aunt woke me up. She said, "Erin, it's time to get up." I asked, "Why do I need to get up so early on a Saturday?" She said, "You're a día off. It's Friday, dear." I groaned. She said, "Come on, Erin. It's not that bad." I said, "I don't have any friends. It's not worth it." She said, "Maybe today will be your lucky day." That gave me the strength to get out of bed. Later in gym class, I was bullied again. I pretended that I needed to use the restroom so that I could cry. I hid in the stall and cried. A few moments later, I heard a voice asking, "Why are tu crying?" I said, "It's nothing." The voice said, "Oh, tu can come on out and tell me." I came out, and there was a girl standing there. She appeared to be around my age, thirteen o so. She was slightly taller than I was, and she had dark hair and dark eyes. She had a friendly gaze about her and an expression of concern. She seemed trustworthy enough. I told her everything. She said, "Oh, no. I'm sorry." I said, "I don't deserve sympathy." She said, "Yes, tu do." She hugged me. I said, "Thanks. I needed that." She said, "You're welcome, kid." I said, "No one's ever called me kid before." She said, "I'm sorry. I just don't know your name." I said, "My name's Erin." She said, "Okay, then, Erin. I'm Allie." After a pause, she said, "Come on, Erin. Let me introduce tu to some of my friends." I said, "Okay, Allie." She led me to a group of kids and said, "Hey, guys! This is Erin." They all said, "Hi, Erin!" I said, "Hi!" Allie said, "Erin, these are my friends, Benny, Paul, Kelly, and Stacy." I said, "It's nice to meet tu all." They said, "It's nice to meet you, too!" Things were looking up for me. I had friends again. We all became good friends, and my friendships with them were the longest-lasting of my life. I became especially close to Allie and Paul. They had the exact same attitudes toward religion that I did. They were also good shoulders to cry on. I started to become happy again.