Imagine Dragons (updating so slowly that it's ridiculous)

No. Not the band.
I mean, sure, I love them.
But I'm not talking about that.
I'm Stella Gardener, and imagining dragons? Well it just isn't in the picture. The band I can handle. But imagining? Pff. I don't have time for that.
I'm at the top of the social pyramid.
You don't imagine things at the top of the social pyramid. People imagine being you.
Well, not really. I can't imagine. I can't.
I can daydream about things I've seen and that really exist, but nothing else.
My siblings are starting to act weird, though, and that really means something. Maybe imagining is so hard for me for a reason. Maybe I can't imagine because I don't believe, even a little, that there's anything beyond what I know.
Is there?

A story about how important it is to imagine. Complete fantasy... or is it?
I update when I feel like it.
Please don't copy my work.