Reality is a prision.

Once upon a time, there was a little girl called Evelyn. She was really unhappy because she hated the world where she lived. A world without trees, without animals. The forests had become skyscrapers and all the animals had died or had been killed. All the animals, except one. The most dangerous, destructive, selfish and cruel. The only animal stupid enough to kill the only place where he can live: The human. The blame was on them, because they never had respected the nature. They were killers. They had killed the earth. 

Evelyn couldn't understand anything. She loved the nature since always, and her best friends always had been the animals and the plants. She never liked the humans. And the humans never liked her, because she always had been different.

Every day, Evelyn got lost inside the city, until she arrived to a square named Oasis. This square was the only place in the world, where still existed a little piece of natural life. In the middle of this special square, there was an enormous tree surrounded by weed. She toke off her boots to feel the weed under her nude feet. The trunk had become black, because of the contamination. The branches were bare. When she touched it, a lot of pictures filled her head. She dreamed about an enormous forest, full of trees, full of flowers, full of insects, with a lot of bunnies jumping beside her. She missed so much the green earth. She missed those days when she went to the river, which crossed the forest. She missed the angel of the nature. She started to cry, because if the earth would be dead, she would be dead too. 

Suddenly, Evelyn opened his eyes. It was just a nightmare. But she was cold, and she felt her feet so wet. When she looked her feet, them were dirty. As if her would be runing by the weed.