Islands in the Clouds

She gasped with excitement and shouted over the noise of the propeller: "The islands in the clouds are real!!” Melanie leaned her face closer to the window to see the beautiful white orbs float in the ocean sky.

All the stories her dad told her every night before she went to bed jumped into reality. He used to tell her that on these islands somewhere was a little girl just like her.

“You’re going to meet her someday baby girl.”

“But how daddy?”

“When you get to the islands in the clouds you dream sweetie, just dream.

            The helicopter finally landed on the virgin land. Melanie grabbed her tan backpack and strutted out. She lifts her hand above her as the sun blasted bright into her eyes. She jumps off the copter’s stairs and runs into the fields.

“Baby girl!” her father yells.

“Yeah dad?”

“Go dream.”

            She smiles and navigates her way through the fields as if she has lived on the island her whole life. She enjoys the tall grass brushing up against her skin as she runs like the wind. This place is greater than she ever dreamed.

                It’s getting late so she finds an old shack to slumber in. She falls asleep to the crickets chirping softly. Melanie awakens to what appears to be a female figure. She comes to realize its her. 
                They simultaneously say, "Dad was right."