She walks through the barren landscape, watching as the stars in the night sky fly over her head slowly to show off their light. Pressing her feet into the grass, her shoes become wet for the first time. She feels the coldness soak into her socks and onto her toes. She squinched them together, as if to try to wring out the water that was now soaking her shoe. Looking into the horizon, she saw the slightest hint of pink, and then yellow, and orange, until she saw sky blue. She stood and watched the sun slowly climb higher and higher into the sky, as nighttime turned into day. She again squeezed her toes together to get the water out.
As she watched, a small ladybug flew onto her shoulder. Sensing the small creature, she looked towards it. The little black dots on an even bigger red dot parted as the ladybug flew away into the wind. She watched it fly away until she could no longer see it.
She began to walk towards a large rock formation, and as she walked the grass grew larger. Trees began to sprout from the Earth, birds began to fly and chirp with joy, and small harmless animals began to come out into the sunshine and play. She kept her pace the same though, taking a glance every now and then at the events occurring at her sides.
A large stone lay ahead of her. She went and sat on it, removing her shoes and socks and trying to wring out the water. She lay her feet on the squishy ground, and looked around. All around her were animals playing, trees growing, birds chirping, and the sun in the sky. She crossed her legs and sat there for a while, pondering ideas that she had not thought about for a long time.
After a while, she finally reached a decision. She lay back onto the large rock, closed her eyes, and drifted into sleep. In her sleep, she dreamt that she was someone different, someone better. She dreamed that she wasn't alone, and that there were people who were there to hold her and tell her that they truly cared for her. When she awoke, she was alone once again, trapped in the paradise of her own mind. She sat up, and looked into the sky. Night had fallen.
All of a sudden everything went dark, and she felt a slight pain.
When she awoke, she was the girl from her dream, bound to anxieties and depression by the thickest rope known to her kind.
The paradise became a withered, old, barren wasteland like it had been before she had came, and it waited for another like her to come to it. The cycle would repeat, as it always had, where people lived there dreams and were pulled away from them because they believe what they had before was better than being alone.
Except for one.