My planet is a warm place where I can walk in the sand without any shoes because there are no burrs to pierce my feet. There is sunshine, but shade to rest in, and at night, the stars keep me company. There is water here too, blue water to swim in, and there are fish in the water that sparkle.
On my own planet, I am alone, which I like, because here there is no-one to tell me I'm wrong and no one yells and no one hits.
Everything on my own planet is just the way I want it to be, except there are still dreams and sometimes my dreams are scary or confusing or remind me that there are other people I want to be with. They are not here, and even though I like being alone, sometimes I miss them.