I got a friend

You feel alone. You sit at the same tree everyday. Everyday is torture. While you sit, you think about how you don't have anyone. Anyone to go to for help. Just to talk to about anything in the world. You sit at that same tree watching the other kids playing catch with a really cool ball. They have no worries in life like you. They can never be like you. Until that one day. That one day your sitting there at the tree. The ball rolls over to you. The little boy you see everyday runs after the ball. He see's you. You actually see's you. He grabs the ball and looks at you. He doesn't see the girl that's been crying. He see's a friend. He walks up to the little girl and says "Hi, wanna play with us?". You look up and you see his smile. You finally think "Wow, I have a friend" and smiles back.