I never really understood what bankruptcy really meant. I am only ten years old and my parents told me that I couldn’t talk to my friend about her parent’s bankruptcy. Angela is always so sad though, so I decided to find her and cheer her up. I looked everywhere around the school building and I finally found her at recess hiding in her locker. Yep, she’s that small. The second she saw me she shut the door to it and I have to pull on it really hard to get it open. She was crying, again. I told her that we should skip class so that she can tell me everything. I told her that a long time ago she made a promise to me that as best friends, we won’t ever keep a secret from one another. We even pinky promised! So we both hid in our favorite place, one of the stalls in the bathroom, because we didn’t want the teacher to come and find us. Angela told me that her parents told her that they are in a tough situation, and that is why they can’t buy her nice presents anymore. Angela said that she’s crying now because she wanted the new Polly Pocket set, the one that had the girl on the biggest best horse, but her parents told her maybe she’ll get it another time.