She was so lost in her own little world that she could see the little beauties she yearned for. On the page she found her life, friends, and family. She found her dreams, aspirations, and most of all the love she so desperately craved. 
As the characters typed out onto the page she found that she could connect with them much more than the outsiders. Books lost their wonder, movies became dull, and nothing meant anything except for the people in her mind and on the page.