Aya opened his eyes to find he was lying on his back in an open field. He couldn't remember falling asleep, but he knew he must have been napping there, since he had that fuzzy, slightly confused feeling he always had when he woke up in a strange place. The sun was warming his body, and it had been a long time since he had felt so warm and comfortable. The sky was a bright blue --- the kind of blue that was so pure it made your eyes water if you looked at it for too long. He could feel the tall, soft grass, which seemed to tower above him, caressing his bare arms.
"Ran! Ran! Get up, and come play!"
He jerked into a sitting position at the sound of the familiar voice. It was a voice he hadn't heard in a long time, and that he had believed was forever lost to him. He looked around desperately, and smiled when he finally saw his little sister. She was sitting a few feet away from him, in the middle of a small patch of bright yellow flowers, and she was weaving them into a long chain. She smiled at him, and he felt his heart jump in his chest. It seemed like it had been so long since he had seen that smile. He laughed and jumped to his feet, running toward her. She reached toward him, but, when he tried to grab her hand, she disappeared, leaving him clutching at empty air.
Suddenly, he felt cold. He looked around, only to find that everything had gone dark, and the sunny, green field had disappeared. He couldn't tell where he was, but it was cold and so dark that, when he put his hand in front of his face, he couldn't see it.
"Aya! Aya! Where are you? Aya, come back!" he called, desperately trying to see through the darkness to find some sign of her presence. But, she was gone. She had left him. He felt so alone, and he sagged to the ground, sobbing and wrapping his arms around his body. "Please," he sobbed, "please, please come back Aya Mom Dad. I I don't want I don't want to be alone."