Maya Will Always Hope

Once upon a time, in a small village nestled between towering mountains, there lived a girl named Maya. With big, bright eyes and an adventurous spirit, she often found solace in the world around her. However, Maya carried a heavy heart; she lived with a family that didn’t treat her kindly. Each day felt long and lonely, and she dreamed of a place where she could be free and happy.

One night, while the stars twinkled like diamonds in the sky, Maya sat by her window, listening to the soft rustle of the wind. As she gazed up at the stars, she noticed one star shining brighter than the rest. It flickered playfully, as if it wanted to communicate with her.

"Maybe it’s a sign," Maya whispered to herself, feeling a flicker of hope. That night, she decided that she would be brave. When the clock struck midnight, she quietly crept out of her bed, tiptoeing past the sleeping house, and slipped out into the cool night air.

Maya followed the glowing star as it seemed to beckon her forward. She wandered through the village, the gentle breeze wrapping around her like a warm hug. Soon, she found herself at the edge of a mystical forest, where the trees stood tall, their leaves shimmering in the moonlight.

As she ventured deeper, she met a wise old fox sitting on a moss-covered log. "Where are you headed, little one?" the fox inquired, his eyes sparkling with curiosity.

"I'm escaping," Maya replied, her voice filled with determination. "I want to find a place where I can be happy."

The fox nodded sagely. "Then you must trust your heart and follow your dreams. The path may be challenging, but courage will light your way."

Feeling encouraged, Maya continued on her journey, guided by the star above. She soon came across a sparkling stream, the water glistening like diamonds. On the bank sat a cheerful rabbit, nibbling on some clovers.

"Hello there! What brings you to my part of the forest?" the rabbit asked, twitching its nose.

"I'm escaping from a place that makes me sad," Maya said. "I want to find joy and love."

The rabbit smiled warmly. "Joy is like this stream; it flows freely when you let it. Take a moment to enjoy the beauty around you, and it will fill your heart."

Maya knelt by the stream and watched the water dance over the rocks. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath, feeling the cool breeze on her face. For the first time in a long while, she felt a sense of peace.

With renewed strength, she continued her journey. After a while, she stumbled upon a beautiful meadow filled with vibrant flowers that swayed gently in the night breeze. In the center stood an enormous tree with branches that stretched wide, like welcoming arms.

Maya approached the tree and noticed a small door at its base. Her heart raced with excitement as she knocked softly. The door creaked open, revealing a warm, cozy room filled with soft cushions and twinkling lights.

Inside, an elderly woman with kind eyes sat by a crackling fire. "Welcome, dear child! I’ve been waiting for you," she said with a gentle smile. "You have shown great bravery tonight."

Maya felt her heart swell with joy. "I escaped from a place that made me sad. I want to find happiness."

The woman nodded understandingly. "This is a sanctuary for those who seek solace. You are free to stay as long as you wish. Here, you will find love, laughter, and the joy you deserve."

Maya felt safe and cherished for the first time. She spent her days exploring the meadow, picking flowers, and making friends with the forest animals. The wise woman taught her about kindness, courage, and the power of believing in oneself.

As the sun set each evening, Maya would sit beneath the great tree, watching the stars twinkle above, especially the bright one that had guided her. She knew that she had escaped not only from her past but into a future filled with love and possibilities.

And so, as the moon cast its soft glow over the meadow, Maya drifted off to sleep, her heart filled with hope and dreams of all the wonderful adventures that awaited her.

Fin.

This was a story about a child fantasizing about peace that they long to experience away from an abusive environment... to dissociate to an alternative world. Children who grow up in dysfunctional or abusive families do not have a choice. Also, they do not have other options often especially as children, this is just their reality and daydreaming helps mend the pain temporarily. It is the little light inside of them that eventually leads the way to their own self-loving freedom from such a horrid unchosen reality. Being survivor strong is not for the faint of heart and others who surround them should never forget that.

What do you daydream about to escape a painful situation?