Once upon a time there was a Girl. She was absolutelly special, just because she felt like this.
The Girl had so many things to do, she could never rest. There were new responsibilities to fulfil, other people to be listened, new tasks to be done. All the time.
And no one could hear her complaining. She liked it - being overtired, but necessary. Sleepy, but satisfied. Always running, but happy.
And she knew what true love is. And how does it feel when your dreams come true. These from the bottom of her heart too.
She met many people and so many of them were good and honest. She could rely on herself and her friends.
She was simply happy.
And then... she woke up.
