A\N: I don't really know why I'm writing this. It's just a little idea I came up with. So, enjoy.

SARAH

I look at the door.

It's shut. The light is on.

Kira's home.

I touch the door. Kira's hiding from me. She's hiding from everyone.

I feel my heart hurting. Mommy says I'm silly, and Daddy says little girls are too stupid to have feelings.

But Kira won't come home anymore. She won't talk to me. And she only wants to play with her freinds, not me.

I guess her freinds are okay. Conner's funny. He tickles me and says I'm the smartest five-year-old he's ever met.

Ethan's nice. He shows me video games and he fixes Kira's computer.

And Dr. O talks to me like I'm an adult. Like I'm smart.

But why won't she play with me anymore?

Doesn't she like me?

I have to be strong. Like the Power Rangers. I look at Elizabeth, then I raise my hand and knock on the door.

"Kira?"

She's crying. I can hear her.

"Kira, can I come in?"

"Go away, Sarah. Please. Go away."

I don't. I open the door. The Yellow Ranger wouldn't leave Kira alone. She'd help her. And Elizabeth wants to help her too.

Kira's crying and holding her arm on her lap. I climb up onto the bed, hugging her. "Barney says we have to give lots of hugs." I tell her.

Kira pulls me into her arms, rocking me and whispering, "It's okay, sweetie. It's okay. I promise, it's okay."

I frown. "What's wrong? Are Mommy and Daddy yelling?"

Kira kisses my head.

I grab her wrist and start yanking on her bracelet. She yanks her hand away, gasping. "What are you doing?" She demands. "Trying to give me a heart attack?"

"Takin' your bracelet off so you'll play with me."

Kira looks at me, then starts laughing.

She hugs me again, laughing, and I giggle too. "You're makin' a funny face! Lookit my funny face!" I stick out my toung and cross my eyes.

Kira and I start making funny faces at each other until we've laughed too much to laugh anymore. Kira ruffles my hair. "You are too cute."

"Kira?" I ask. "Why won't you play with me anymore?"

Kira shuts her eyes. "Sarah..."

Oh.

She likes her freinds better than me.

I want to cry and scream, but I won't. Kira's nice. She needs a freind.

So I hug her. "It's okay." I say. "You can like your freinds better than me. But I'll miss you."

Kira laughs.

"No, no, sweetie!" She says. "It's not like that." She pauses, then whispers, "Can you keep a secret?"

I nod.

"I'm the Yellow Ranger."

I gasp. "You're the Yellow Ranger?!" I demand.

Kira nods.

"Is that why you won't play with me?"

Kira kisses my forehead. "I love you so much, sweetie. But I can't play with you. I wouldn't be able to save the world if I did."

"So you haveta save the world? And that's why you can't play?"

"Yep." She looks at me, crying again. "Sarah...is that okay? I mean, you're not mad at me, are you?"

I think. Hmm. Is Elizabeth mad?

"No. I'm not mad. And neither is Elizabeth."

"Who's Elizabeth?" Kira asks.

"My imaginary freind."

Kira smiles kind of weird. "Oh. Well, hi, Liz."

"Kira?" I ask.

"Yeah?"

"Can we play now?"

Kira smiles. "I'll count to ten. You hide."