The dream: The Cherry Blossom Ghost

There was a girl, maybe around 23, she was about 5'5, she had blond hair,  and she had the bluest eyes you had ever seen and she was crying. I felt like I was in the room but I was only observing, I could only observe. She had her hands over her eyes and she bawled as if someone had died. Did someone die?

And there I was standing outside of my house, I opened the door and walked in, "can I help you?" I asked her.
She looked up and didn't say a word. She began to open her mouth then closed it shut as quickly as she opened it.
"Let me help you."
She sat quiet for a little bit, I wasn't sure if she was thinking about it or not. I sat down next to her and she touched my arm gently and said, "Close your eyes, please."
I closed my eyes and I saw her again, but this time she was happy. She sat beneath a giant cherry blossom tree, she wore a spring dress and a big sun hat and she smiled. This smile was genuine and the laugh she laughed could have been filled with sunshine if it could.
There was this man in the sun and he was dressed nice, lets say his Sunday best and he got on one knee and she smiled bigger, if only that was possible, and she said yes. And they danced to their own music under that tree. As the sun began to set so did their love, she died.

He then moved from his house into a small apartment and began to work on sculpting, sculptures of her. When he went to work and then came home he'd work and work. He looked sad everyday and when he came home he didn't even eat. He went along with the motions. But what he didn't know was she followed him, she would watch him make the sculptures of her, she would talk about her day, and she always was happy to see him even though he couldn't see her.

Then one day, the guy picked up his things and threw out the sculptures and moved. That's why she was crying. She couldn't leave the house either; she was stuck. As the years passed by, she saw many new residents in the apartment. One after another, they'd all leave and she'd be alone.

She then let go of my arm and we just sat in silence for a while so it could set in.
"So you're stuck here?" I asked.
She looked at me and her eyes saddened; she nodded.
"Why haven't you tried to leave, can you not move on?" I asked another question.
"I've tried. I used to try to leave when the people would open the doors, but it was like a wall kept pushing me back in here." She answered.
"What were you going to do if you left?" I got up and grabbed some tissues from the table and handed then to her.
"I would've tried to find him." She said quickly.
"But it's been years, do you think he's still alive?" I didn't want her to freak out, so I tried to say it as politely as I could.
"Oh, I've- I've never thought of that."
"What if he's waiting for you?"
"Oh, you're right!" She instantly smiled. Had she really never thought about the time? Well being a ghost I guess time eventually doesn't matter.
"Can I help you? I can try taking you somewhere, maybe I can help you get out of here?" I was throwing out ideas.
"Can you really take me somewhere?"
"Yes."
She smiled, "Then lets go!"
She stood up quickly and grabbed my hand. Before she could even get to the door she stopped and said well, "can I actually leave? I get to see the sun, i get to see the trees? ill be outside for the first time in so many years and you're helping me. Why are you helping me?"
I laughed and said "Now I'm supposed to help you, that's why I'm here."
I opened the door and motioned for her to step outside, she hesitated but I expected hesitance. She hadn't been outside for years, what did she expect? The whole world changed and she was stuck in this apartment, just stuck. I could see why she was so scared,the world would be different and different scares people.
She took a step and she made it through the doorway and into the front yard, she smiled.
"C'mon lets go already." I said to her and she began to follow me to my car.
We got in and I was about to ask where she wanted to go, but I had a feeling in my gut that I already knew. I began to drive, and as we drove down the streets I saw people on the sidewalk and they were outlined in rainbow colors but they weren't people they had silhouettes of people but all they were was mostly pure colors like the rainbow itself. Also, some of them had wings. "What are they?" I asked out loud.
She looked at me and said, "Those are other ghosts, the one with wings are angels."
I kept driving but I couldn't hep but stare at these beautiful colors as we whizzed by them. That's when we stopped, I had drove us to the giant cherry blossom tree, it didn't look anything like the tree in the vision she showed me. It was missing the leaves and the blossoms and the green grass that had enveloped the land around the tree. The tree looked sad.
I was about to step out of the car when she said, "Stay. You don't need to get out, let me do this on my own. You've helped me so much already."
 I nodded. She stepped out from the car and smiled at me before she closed the door. She began to walk towards the tree, and as she did she began to turn into pure colors, like the angels I saw on the drive over, and when she was just barely visible anymore, the tree began to blossom.