What Happened to Erin?

Coming home from a long, terrible day at school, as a 7th grader, the sunlight bounced off my face and reflected back onto the bus I just walked off of. It was a warm day in the neighborhood and my friends just veered off to go into their houses, as my home was a couple more houses down the street. I walked inside and dropped my book bag on the floor and pranced into the kitchen, it was a Wednesday and my favorite show would be coming on in fifteen minutes. I grabbed a quick snack and dashed for the big brown couch, which was when I heard the phone ring.