Read the following passage and questions, then choose the right answer from options, the answer should be one of A, B, C, D.

<passage>:
“I wasn’t—playing. Let’s not go up there,” Lorraine “Tell Judy about it,” begged Lois. “Please, Lorraine, “You’re right, Lorraine,” announced Judy, coming “We might explore it without permission,” Judy suggested daringly. “Come on!” she urged her friends “That,” declared Judy, “was my brother Horace, “What you did wasn’t easy, Judy.” “It didn’t need to be as hard as it was,” Judy confessed. “You,” Lois said, “and all the mysteries you’ve solved. Maybe you were mistaken about a thing or two before the flood, but what about the haunted house you moved into? You were the one who tracked down the ghosts in the attic and the cellar and goodness knows where all. You’ve been chasing ghosts ever since I met you, and not one of them did “For what?” asked Judy. this house. Maybe I’ll find the answers to some of them when I finish sorting Grandma’s things. They’re stored in one end of the attic.” “Another haunted attic? How thrilling!” exclaimed Lois. “Why don’t you have another ghost party and show up the spooks?” “I didn’t say the attic was haunted.” Now Judy did remember. It was something she Judy was almost sorry she had mentioned it. She wasn’t in the mood for digging up old mysteries, had just started working on the paper. Judy remembered mansion, while she had to suffer the heat and loneliness of Dry Brook Hollow. Her thoughts were what had made it so hard, she confessed now as she reviewed everything that had happened. She just couldn’t help resenting the fact that her parents left her every summer while they went off on a vacation by themselves. What did they think she would do? Judy had stopped. She had seen her father’s tired little to do. He and Judy’s mother usually went to and his wife relived it. And every summer Judy went to stay with her grandmother Smeed, who scolded and fussed and tried to pretend she wasn’t and Judy hadn’t noticed her old eyes twinkling “In the attic. Go up and look them over if you can stand the heat.” Judy went, not to look over the old magazines so good cry. It was the summer before her fifteenth birthday. In another year she would have outgrown her childish resentment of her parents’ vacation or Judy wiped it away she noticed that it had fallen spilled tears on it she had no kitten. She had nothing, she confessed, not even a friend. It had helped to pretend the fountain in the picture was filled with all the tears lonely girls like herself had ever cried. “But that would make it enchanted!” she had suddenly exclaimed. “If I could find it I’d wish—” A step had sounded on the stairs. Judy remembered it distinctly. She had turned to see her grandmother Judy was telling them without interruption. “That’s the unsolved mystery,” Judy replied. day, her grandparents had taken her to a fountain had stared at them a moment and then climbed the steps to the pool. “Am I dreaming?” she remembered saying aloud. “A tear?” Judy had asked. “How can I shed a “But what is there to cry about?” grandmother’s house,” the mysterious voice had reminded her. “Weren’t you crying on my picture up there in the attic?” “Then you—you are “Oh, Judy! Don’t keep us in suspense any lonely I was and how I wished for a friend or a sister, Lorraine seemed unusually quiet and thoughtful. Judy did not notice the fear in her eyes as she replied airily, “Oh, didn’t I tell you? I wished for lots of friends and a sister, and I wished I could marry a Lois laughed at this, but Judy was serious as she answered, “I was still little girl enough to think so at the time. I wandered around, growing very drowsy. Then I found a hammock and climbed into “No, it was a hammock all right,” Judy assured “And then what happened?” Lorraine urged her. “Yes, yes. Go on,” entreated Lois. “I didn’t dream you’d kept anything that exciting a secret. Why didn’t you try to solve the mystery?” “It was all because of my foolish jealousy.” “You have?” asked Judy. “Then maybe you’ve seen the one I’ve been telling you about. I think the picture of it is still in the attic. Come on up and I’ll show you.” Judy was telling them the story of the fountain. Lois watched in amusement as the cat lapped up the chocolate pudding after Judy had mixed it generously he’s a person. He eats everything we eat, including lettuce. Do you mind if he comes with us, Lorraine? He wants to explore the attic, too.” “He’ll remember he’s a cat fast enough if there are any mice up there,” Lois said with a giggle. Leaving the table, they all started upstairs with the cat bounding ahead of them. In modernizing her grandparents’ house to suit her own and Peter’s tastes, Judy had seen to it that the old stair door was removed. But there was still a door closing off the narrower stairs that led to the attic. Blackberry reached it first and yowled for Judy to open it. “He can read my mind. He always knows where the cat shot through it. A moment later a weird rolling noise came from the floor above. “Come on. There’s nothing up here to be afraid of,” Judy urged her friends. “Maybe not, but I’m beginning to get the shivers,” confessed Lois as she followed Judy to the sewing room at the top of the last flight of stairs. “So am I,” Lorraine admitted. “I’m not superstitious about black cats, but they are creepy. Does “Now he thinks he’s a kitten,” laughed Judy. Pausing at still another door that led to the darker part of the attic, she turned and said mysteriously, “Up here we can all turn back the clock. Does anybody care to explore the past?” “When I told Grandma about it she laughed and said I must have dreamed it. She said if wishes came true that easily she’d be living in a castle. But would she?” Judy wondered. “When I first remember this she and Grandpa like the way they lived without old attic with a shiver. “It is strange they both died the same winter, isn’t it?” “Maybe they wanted it that way. Maybe they and Judy both questioned Lorraine, but that was all she would say. Judy wondered, as they searched “But suppose we can’t find the path?” asked Judy. Judy thought she would, but she wasn’t too sure. easy to park in out-of-the-way places. Judy laughed up in the hammock I was alone in the garden. Horse, wagon, grandparents—all had disappeared.” “How could they?” asked Lois. “Before what?” questioned Judy. “Didn’t I?” asked Judy. “I’d forgotten a lot of it, grandparents had left me in the garden for a surprise and would return for me. I told you I was all alone. There wasn’t a house in sight.” “We know that, Judy. Honey told us all about Judy continued. “All sorts of little cupids and gnomes peered out at me from unexpected places. I was actually scared by the time I reached the old tower. There wasn’t time to explore it. Just then I heard “He was!” Judy’s friends both chorused in surprise, “The rugs were gone. Grandma must have delivered it was a stranger to Judy, but she would remember when the car had passed. “Aren’t you a little old for playing hide and seek?”

<question>:
Why did Judy start crying in the attic of her grandparents home?

<options>:
A She was trying to cry to get tears for the fountain of wishes.
B She was lonely with no friends.
C She was sad that her parents wouldn't let her come on their vacation.
D She was afraid of the attic.

<answer>:

B