I have a traditional family that believes girls shouldn't go out alone. To a girl with everything in her eleven years of life only consisted of family, school, and religion, I was happy to be allowed to go out with permission after a group task on the weekend.

One Saturday, half of the class decided to go out of town. We all rode bicycles, some carried others.

Our goal was a statue park that celebrate the establishment of the neighboring town. We divided into two directions to race which group would get there first.

I was tired because I never ride that long, so I stopped for some water. For a moment, I was behind and lost sight of others at the turns.

I was panicked.

I never went there. I saw no one. Only trees were in my eyes.

I didn't see my friends.

I chose a direction and rushed with all my strength.

Then, I realized it was the wrong path.

I came back to where I was lost. I thought of waiting for my friends until they decide to come back home. But then I thought: "Maybe there are other paths to come back to the town, they really like to travel elsewhere".

After a while, I thought of coming back alone. Then again I said to myself: "I really can't remember".

That's right, I can't navigate by listening or memorizing. I always follow my friends when we go out.

It was afternoon, so I decided to sit down under the tree and wait for someone to pass by and ask if they know where the park is. I'm afraid no one would come.

"Where are you??!!!!"

I was thinking too deeply that it took me a moment to hear the sound of riding bicycles and people called me. I immediately ran out the tree's shadow, waved to them and yelled.

"Hey! I'm here!!"

Some bicycles quickly stopped next to me, and my friends teased me that I was too slow. They told me I was too quiet outside school so they didn't realize I was missing until they met with the other group and was asked where I went.

They laughed. I didn't get angry. I saw them sweating. Even I didn't sweat much under the sun riding this long, they must be very worried.

They talked a lot when going to the park. I rode between them, the front people looked back sometimes.

When we got there, the girls gave me their snacks and cold water.

We climbed on the statue, played some games, and had some snacks before going back to town when the sun went down.

It was a hot day, but I only felt warm when I got home. I'm very bad at memorizing, but even though I couldn't remember what happened and who was there clearly, I still remember the unique warmth I received years ago.

I would tell others: "I didn't have friends back then, I only had best friends!!"