A Rabbit on the Moon

Long ago, there was a little white rabbit who lived on the moon.

Her name was Luna.

She had soft white fur and big pink eyes.

She was very small, but she had a very big heart.

Luna lived alone on the moon.

There were no other animals there.

There were no trees, no flowers, and no rivers.

There was only the quiet, silver ground and the big, dark sky full of stars.

Every day, Luna walked around the moon.

She looked at the stars.

She looked at the big blue and green ball in the sky.

That ball was the Earth.

Luna thought the Earth was very beautiful.

She wanted to know more about it.

"What is it like down there?" Luna asked the stars.

But the stars did not answer.

They only twinkled in the dark sky.

Luna was not sad, but she was lonely.

She wanted a friend.

She wanted someone to talk to.

She wanted someone to play with.

But there was nobody on the moon.

Only Luna.

At night, when the Earth was dark on one side, Luna sat on a high rock and watched.

She could see tiny lights on the Earth.

"Those lights are from houses," she thought.

"People live in those houses."

"Children live in those houses."

Luna smiled.

She liked to think about the children on Earth.

She wondered what they were doing.

Were they eating dinner?

Were they playing games?

Were they sleeping?

"I wish I could meet them," Luna said softly.

"I wish I could be their friend."

One evening, Luna found something behind a big rock.

It was a golden telescope.

It was old and beautiful, with tiny stars on its side.

Luna picked it up carefully.

"What is this?" she said.

She looked through the telescope at the Earth.

But she did not see houses or cities.

She saw something different.

She saw a little boy sleeping in his bed.

He was moving his head from side to side.

His face looked scared.

He was having a bad dream.

"Oh no," Luna said.

"That poor boy."

"He looks so afraid."

Luna felt very sorry for the boy.

She wanted to help him.

She held the telescope close to her heart and closed her eyes.

"I want to help him," she whispered.

"Please, let me help him."

Suddenly, a warm light came from the telescope.

It covered Luna like a blanket.

Then everything went white.

When Luna opened her eyes, she was not on the moon anymore.

She was standing in a dark forest.

The trees were very tall and black.

Strange sounds came from everywhere.

It was cold and scary.

"Where am I?" Luna said.

Then she saw the little boy.

He was standing in the middle of the forest.

He was crying.

"Hello," Luna said gently.

"My name is Luna."

"What is your name?"

The boy looked at Luna with big, surprised eyes.

"You are a rabbit," he said.

"A white rabbit."

"Yes, I am," Luna said with a smile.

"I am a rabbit from the moon."

"And you are having a bad dream."

"But do not worry."

"I am here to help you."

The boy's name was Ken.

He was seven years old.

He was afraid of the dark forest in his dream.

"There are monsters in the trees," Ken said.

His voice was shaking.

"I can hear them."

Luna listened.

She could hear the strange sounds too.

But she was not afraid.

She knew this was only a dream.

"Those are not monsters," Luna said.

"Listen carefully."

Luna touched a tree with her paw.

The tree began to glow with a soft blue light.

Then another tree began to glow, and another.

Soon, the whole forest was full of beautiful blue light.

The strange sounds changed too.

They became soft music, like a lullaby.

The forest was not dark and scary anymore.

It was beautiful and magical.

"Look!" Ken said.

His eyes were wide with wonder.

"The forest is so beautiful now!"

Tiny blue butterflies flew out from the trees.

They danced around Ken and Luna.

Ken laughed.

He was not afraid anymore.

"You see?" Luna said.

"There were no monsters."

"Only beautiful things hiding in the dark."

Ken smiled.

"Thank you, Luna," he said.

"You made my dream beautiful."

Luna felt warm and happy inside.

"Remember," she said.

"When you are afraid of the dark, think of the blue light."

"The dark is not always scary."

"Sometimes, beautiful things hide in the dark."

Ken nodded.

"I will remember," he said.

Luna touched Ken's hand softly with her paw.

The dream began to change.

The blue forest became a warm, cozy bedroom.

Ken was back in his bed, sleeping with a smile on his face.

Luna felt the warm light again.

When she opened her eyes, she was back on the moon.

She was holding the golden telescope.

"I helped him," Luna said happily.

"I really helped him!"

She looked at the telescope.

It was glowing softly.

"You are a magic telescope," Luna said.

"You can take me to children who need help."

The telescope twinkled, as if it was saying yes.

From that night, Luna had a new job.

Every night, she looked through the telescope.

She found children who were having bad dreams.

And she went to help them.

The next night, Luna looked through the telescope again.

This time, she saw a little girl.

The girl was sitting alone on a swing in a big, empty playground.

There were no other children.

The girl looked very sad and lonely.

Luna held the telescope close and closed her eyes.

The warm light came again, and Luna went into the dream.

"Hello," Luna said.

"My name is Luna."

The girl looked at Luna.

She had long dark hair and brown eyes.

"I am Mila," the girl said.

"Why are you here?"

"I am here because you look sad," Luna said.

"Why are you alone?"

Mila looked at the ground.

"I have no friends," she said.

"Nobody wants to play with me."

"I am always alone."

Luna sat next to Mila on the swing.

"That is not true," Luna said.

"I want to play with you."

"I am your friend now."

Mila looked at Luna.

"Really?" she said.

"You want to be my friend?"

"Of course!" Luna said.

"Let me show you something."

Luna jumped off the swing and touched the ground with her paw.

Suddenly, the empty playground came alive.

The slide became a rainbow.

The sandbox became a beach with warm, golden sand.

The swings began to fly higher and higher, up into a sky full of colorful clouds.

"Wow!" Mila said.

She ran to the rainbow slide and slid down.

She laughed and laughed.

It was the happiest sound Luna had ever heard.

They played together for a long time.

They built castles on the beach.

They flew on the swings through the colorful clouds.

They ran and jumped and laughed.

"This is the best dream I have ever had," Mila said.

"I do not want it to end."

Luna smiled.

"Mila, listen to me," she said.

"Tomorrow at school, look around you."

"There are other children who want friends too."

"Just smile and say hello."

"You will find friends."

"I promise."

Mila nodded.

"I will try," she said.

"But I am a little scared."

"That is okay," Luna said.

"Being scared is okay."

"But being brave is more important."

"You are a brave girl, Mila."

Mila hugged Luna tightly.

"Thank you, Luna," she whispered.

"You are the best friend."

The dream began to change again.

Mila was back in her bed, sleeping peacefully.

And Luna was back on the moon.

Luna looked at the Earth and smiled.

"Two children," she said.

"I helped two children."

She was tired, but she was very happy.

The moon was quiet and silver.

But Luna did not feel lonely anymore.

She had friends now.

They were far away, on the Earth.

But they were in her heart.

Many nights passed.

Luna visited many children in their dreams.

She helped a boy named Tom who was in the hospital.

Tom was sick and he could not go outside.

In his dream, he was in a dark room with no windows.

Luna came to him and said, "Hello, Tom."

"My name is Luna."

"Do you want to go outside?"

Tom's eyes became big.

"Yes!" he said.

"I want to go outside so much."

"I miss the sun."

"I miss the trees and the birds."

Luna touched the wall of the dark room.

It disappeared.

Behind the wall, there was a beautiful garden.

There were red and yellow flowers everywhere.

Big green trees stood tall in the warm sunshine.

Birds sang happy songs in the branches.

"Oh!" Tom said.

He ran into the garden.

He felt the warm sun on his face.

He smelled the flowers.

He watched the birds fly above him.

"This is wonderful!" Tom said.

"I feel so free!"

Luna and Tom walked through the garden together.

They found a small river with clear, blue water.

Fish with golden scales swam in the river.

Tom put his hand in the water.

It was cool and fresh.

"Luna," Tom said.

"Will I get better?"

"Will I go outside again?"

Luna looked at Tom with her big pink eyes.

"Yes," she said.

"You will get better."

"And when you do, go to a garden."

"Feel the sun."

"Smell the flowers."

"Remember this dream."

Tom smiled.

"I will," he said.

"I will remember."

The dream changed.

Tom was back in his hospital bed.

But now he had a small smile on his face.

Luna also helped a girl named Yuki.

Yuki was afraid of water.

In her dream, she was standing on a boat in a big, dark ocean.

The waves were tall and scary.

Luna appeared next to her.

"Do not be afraid," Luna said.

"The water is your friend."

Luna touched the water with her paw.

The dark ocean became a calm, clear lake.

The water was blue and beautiful.

Colorful fish swam under the boat.

A friendly dolphin came up and said hello.

Yuki laughed.

"The dolphin is so cute!" she said.

"The water is not scary," Luna said.

"It is full of life and beauty."

"You just need to see it differently."

Yuki put her hand in the water.

The dolphin touched her fingers with its nose.

Yuki giggled.

"It tickles!" she said.

"You see?" Luna said.

"The water is gentle."

"It will not hurt you."

Yuki nodded.

"I am not afraid anymore," she said.

"Thank you, Luna."

Night after night, Luna continued her work.

She visited children in every country.

She helped children who were scared.

She helped children who were sad.

She helped children who felt alone.

One night, Luna found a boy named Leo.

Leo was five years old.

He had just moved to a new city with his family.

In his dream, he was walking through a very big city.

The buildings were very tall.

The streets were very wide.

Everything was gray and cold.

Leo could not find his house.

"I am lost," Leo said.

"I cannot find my home."

"Everything looks the same."

Luna appeared beside him.

"Hello, Leo," she said.

"Let me help you."

Luna touched the ground with her paw.

A line of small, glowing flowers appeared on the sidewalk.

The flowers made a path through the big city.

"Follow the flowers," Luna said.

"They will take you home."

Leo and Luna walked together, following the glowing flowers.

As they walked, the gray city began to change.

The buildings became smaller and more colorful.

Trees grew on the sides of the streets.

Birds began to sing.

"Look," Luna said.

"This city is not so scary."

"It is full of color and life."

"You just need to find it."

Leo saw a park with a big playground.

He saw a bakery with a warm, yellow light in the window.

He saw children playing with a dog.

"I like this city," Leo said.

"It is nice."

The path of flowers led them to a small house with a red door.

There were flowers in the window.

Leo's mother and father were standing at the door, smiling.

"That is my house!" Leo said.

"I found it!"

"You see?" Luna said.

"Your home is always there."

"Even in a new city, you can find it."

"Just look for the things that make you happy."

"They will lead you home."

Leo ran to his parents.

He hugged them tightly.

"Thank you, Luna!" he called back.

Luna smiled and waved her paw.

She also met a girl named Hana.

Hana was eight years old.

She loved to draw pictures.

But in her dream, all of her drawings came to life and were angry.

The drawings chased Hana through her bedroom.

"Help!" Hana cried.

"My drawings are chasing me!"

Luna jumped in front of the angry drawings.

"Stop!" she said.

She held up her paw.

The drawings stopped moving.

Luna looked at them carefully.

There was an angry cat, a sad cloud, and a crying tree.

"Hana," Luna said.

"Why did you draw these pictures?"

Hana thought about it.

"I was angry at school today," she said.

"A boy said my drawings were bad."

"So I drew angry pictures."

Luna nodded.

"Your drawings show your feelings," she said.

"When you are angry, you draw angry things."

"But what happens when you are happy?"

Hana picked up a pencil that was on the floor.

She began to draw.

She drew a smiling sun.

The sun came to life, but this time it was warm and friendly.

It shone on the angry drawings.

The angry cat became a happy cat.

The sad cloud became a rainbow.

The crying tree became a tree full of beautiful blossoms.

"My drawings changed!" Hana said.

"They are happy now!"

"Because you are happy now," Luna said.

"Your art shows what is in your heart."

"Draw happy things, and happy things will come."

Hana smiled.

"I understand now," she said.

"Thank you, Luna."

Luna was very busy.

Some nights, she visited three or four children.

She was getting more and more tired.

But she never stopped.

She could not stop.

The children needed her.

One night, after visiting many children, Luna sat on her rock on the moon.

She was very, very tired.

Her eyes were heavy.

Her legs were weak.

"I am so tired," Luna said.

"But there are so many children who need help."

"I cannot rest."

The stars twinkled above her.

The golden telescope sat beside her.

Luna looked at the Earth.

Somewhere down there, children were sleeping.

Some of them were having bad dreams.

"Just one more," Luna said.

"I will help one more child tonight."

She picked up the telescope and looked through it.

She saw many children sleeping.

Most of them were sleeping peacefully.

But then she found one child who was not.

It was a little girl.

She was about six years old.

She had short black hair and a round face.

She was crying in her sleep.

Tears were running down her cheeks.

Her small body was shaking.

Luna felt a pain in her heart.

This girl was not just scared.

She was deeply, deeply sad.

"I must go to her," Luna said.

She held the telescope and closed her eyes.

The warm light came, and Luna went into the dream.

But this dream was different from the others.

Luna was standing in a completely empty white room.

There was nothing there.

No trees, no playground, no forest.

Just white, empty space.

In the middle of the room, the little girl sat on the floor.

She was hugging her knees and crying.

Luna walked to the girl slowly.

She sat down next to her.

"Hello," Luna said softly.

"My name is Luna."

The girl looked up.

Her eyes were red from crying.

"I am Sora," she said in a small voice.

"Sora, why are you crying?" Luna asked.

Sora's tears fell again.

"My grandmother is gone," she said.

"She went away."

"She will never come back."

Luna understood.

Sora's grandmother had died.

That was why Sora was so sad.

"I loved my grandmother very much," Sora said.

"She was the best person in the world."

"She made me cookies every Sunday."

"She told me stories every night."

"She held my hand when I was scared."

Sora cried harder.

"Now she is gone."

"And I am all alone."

"Nobody tells me stories anymore."

"Nobody holds my hand."

Luna felt tears in her own eyes.

She moved closer to Sora and put her soft paw on Sora's hand.

"Sora," Luna said gently.

"Tell me about your grandmother."

"What was she like?"

Sora wiped her eyes.

"She was small," Sora said.

"She had white hair and a warm smile."

"She smelled like flowers."

"She always wore a blue apron."

As Sora spoke, something began to happen in the empty white room.

A small flower appeared on the ground.

It was a purple flower, soft and beautiful.

"She loved flowers," Sora continued.

"She had a big garden."

"We worked in the garden together every day."

"She taught me how to plant seeds."

More flowers appeared.

Purple, yellow, pink, and white.

They grew all around Sora and Luna.

The empty room was becoming a garden.

"She had a cat named Momo," Sora said.

A fluffy orange cat appeared and sat in Sora's lap.

Sora laughed through her tears and petted the cat.

"She made the best cookies," Sora said.

"They were round and golden."

"They tasted like honey and butter."

The smell of cookies filled the air.

It was warm and sweet.

Sora breathed in deeply and smiled.

"She sang songs to me," Sora said.

"She had a beautiful voice."

A soft, gentle song began to play in the garden.

It was quiet and warm, like a hug.

Sora looked around.

The white room was gone.

She was sitting in a beautiful garden full of flowers.

The sun was warm.

The cat was purring in her lap.

The smell of cookies was in the air.

Her grandmother's song was playing softly.

"This is grandmother's garden," Sora whispered.

"This is exactly like her garden."

"Yes," Luna said.

"You made this garden, Sora."

"With your memories."

"Your grandmother is not truly gone."

"She lives in your heart."

"Every time you remember her smile, her cookies, her garden, her songs, she is with you."

Sora looked at Luna.

"Really?" she said.

"She is still with me?"

"Always," Luna said.

"Love does not go away."

"It stays in your heart forever."

"And when you close your eyes, you can visit this garden anytime you want."

"Your grandmother will always be here."

Sora hugged Luna tightly.

She cried again, but this time her tears were different.

They were not tears of sadness.

They were tears of love.

"Thank you, Luna," Sora said.

"Thank you for bringing me here."

Luna held Sora gently.

"You brought yourself here," Luna said.

"Your love for your grandmother made this garden."

"Remember that."

The garden was warm and beautiful.

Sora lay down in the flowers.

The fluffy cat curled up beside her.

The soft song played gently.

Sora closed her eyes and smiled.

"I love you, grandmother," Sora whispered.

"I will never forget you."

Luna watched Sora fall into a peaceful sleep in the garden of memories.

Then the warm light came, and Luna was back on the moon.

Luna sat on the moon and looked at the Earth.

Tears were in her eyes.

Sora's dream was the most difficult dream she had ever visited.

But it was also the most important one.

For a long time, Luna just sat there, thinking.

The moon was quiet.

The stars were bright.

A cool, gentle wind blew across the silver ground.

Luna thought about Sora's face.

She thought about the garden of memories.

She thought about the smell of cookies and the sound of the grandmother's song.

It was so beautiful.

And so sad.

"Love is a strong thing," Luna said quietly.

"It is stronger than anything."

"It is stronger than fear."

"It is stronger than sadness."

"It is even stronger than goodbye."

Luna thought about all the children she had helped.

Ken, who was afraid of the dark.

Mila, who had no friends.

Tom, who was sick in the hospital.

Yuki, who was afraid of water.

Leo, who was lost in a new city.

Hana, who was angry about her drawings.

And Sora, who lost her grandmother.

Every child was different.

Every dream was different.

But they all had one thing in common.

They all needed someone.

Someone to listen.

Someone to care.

Someone to show them that everything would be okay.

"That is my job," Luna said to herself.

"I am the rabbit on the moon."

"And I am here for the children."

The golden telescope glowed beside her.

Luna picked it up and looked at the stars.

"I was lonely too," Luna said.

"I lived alone on the moon."

"I had no friends."

"But now I have many friends."

"Ken, Mila, Tom, Yuki, Sora, and all the other children."

"They are my friends."

"And I will always be their friend."

Luna looked at the Earth one more time.

The little blue and green ball was turning slowly.

On the dark side, lights twinkled from cities and towns.

Behind those lights, children were sleeping in their beds.

Some of them were having good dreams.

They were dreaming about playing with friends.

They were dreaming about eating ice cream.

They were dreaming about flying in the sky.

But some of them were having bad dreams.

They were scared, or sad, or lonely.

They needed someone to come and help them.

"I am coming," Luna said with a smile.

She held the golden telescope close to her heart.

Luna was just a little white rabbit.

She was small and soft.

She could not fly.

She could not do magic.

But she had the golden telescope.

And she had a big, warm heart.

And that was enough.

That was more than enough.

Because sometimes, the biggest help does not come from something big and strong.

Sometimes, the biggest help comes from something small and gentle.

Like a little white rabbit with pink eyes and a warm smile.

Every night, when the moon is full and bright, Luna sits on her rock and watches the Earth.

She picks up her golden telescope and looks for children who need help.

Then she closes her eyes, holds the telescope close, and travels into their dreams.

If you ever have a bad dream, do not worry.

Look up at the moon.

See that bright, silver light?

That is Luna's home.

And she is watching over you.

Close your eyes.

Take a deep breath.

And wait.

Soon, you will feel something soft and warm beside you.

It is Luna.

She is there, in your dream, ready to help you.

"Do not be afraid," she will say.

"I am here."

"I am your friend."

And when you wake up in the morning, your bad dream will be gone.

You will feel warm and happy.

You will remember a little white rabbit who came to help you in the night.

And if you look at the moon, you will see it shining just for you.

Because somewhere up there, a little white rabbit named Luna is smiling.

She is smiling because she helped another child.

She is smiling because she made another friend.

And she will be there again tonight.

And tomorrow night.

And every night after that.

Because Luna never stops.

She never gives up.

She is always there for the children of the Earth.

Sometimes, on very quiet nights, the children of the Earth look up at the moon.

They see the bright, silver light.

And some of them say, "I can see the rabbit on the moon."

They are right.

Luna is there.

She is sitting on her rock, holding her golden telescope.

She is smiling down at all the children in the world.

Ken looks at the moon and thinks of the blue forest.

He is not afraid of the dark anymore.

Mila looks at the moon and thinks of the rainbow playground.

She has many friends now.

Tom looks at the moon from his garden.

He got better, just like Luna said.

He goes to the garden every day.

Yuki looks at the moon from a boat on a lake.

She loves the water now.

She is not afraid anymore.

Leo looks at the moon from his new house with the red door.

He loves his new city.

It is full of color and friends.

Hana looks at the moon and draws a picture of a white rabbit.

It is the most beautiful picture she has ever drawn.

And Sora looks at the moon from her grandmother's garden.

She holds a cookie in her hand.

She smiles and whispers, "Thank you, Luna."

"Thank you for the garden."

The moon shines.

The stars twinkle.

And a little white rabbit sits on a silver rock, holding a golden telescope, looking down at the world with love in her big pink eyes.

That is Luna.

The rabbit on the moon.

Your friend forever.