She was the world and he was her Atlas. He held her up on his shoulders because he believed that without him she would fall. She let him hold her up because she wasn't sure what would happen if he let go. She was scared of falling. But with every passing day she grew more and more curious, and her curiosity carried her imagination far beyond the safety of his arms. In her dreams she was shattering happily through the sky like a rain drop falling towards the brightest ocean. Her dreams unleashed a soft wind that swept through her like a melody. It blew from somewhere deep inside her making the chimes in her heart sparkle with music. As she blinked she saw the swift movement of white clouds breeze across the blue sunny day behind her eyes. Suddenly, she found that his arms were no longer lovingly holding her up. They were holding her down.