Do you believe that on the night of the full moon, magical and mysterious things can happen? Well I didn't until about seven years ago, that is. My name is Stella. When I was eight, my family moved from Japan to what we thought was Canada. During our flight, our plane crashed in an uncharted body of water. Everyone on the plane died, except for my family and I, the pilot, an old woman, my best friend; Kairi, and his family. We had managed to stay alive by lying inside parts broken off from the plane. After an hour or two past, we heard a very loud type of roar. I thought it was some kind of bird. Turns out, we weren't not on ''Earth" any more. It's a place I would have called Fantasy Land. I have seen this place before but only in thoughts or dreams. If this place is anything like the world in my head, we have a lot more to worry about.
