“I hate this place !!!!” Juilie screamed at the old elm tree that was her only friend, but ,as usual, the pale rough bark didn’t respond. No whispered words escaped the Fall colored leaves. Julie sat down and cried against the old tree. Her father said that things would get better as soon as he could get this new job. Well now would be as good of a time as any! julie thought. No one here likes her, all of the girls say that she is just wanting attention when she cries after they say mean things to or about her, but she can’t help it . I hope it gets better, i hope, i hope…..