Where can I compare to the fear and fear of a child?

...

Children also hope that what they see is fake.

But the existence of the nightmare prevented him from deceiveing ​​himself.

He can't do it...

...

Children sometimes-

No.

I hate nightmares many times.

If there were no nightmare...

He can believe what his parents said.

Everything he saw was fake.

He can be very soon-

At least it can pretend it will soon forget.

Then one day he really forgot.

but……

The nightmare won't let him go.

The nightmare deepened his fear again and again.

It made him fall into it and could not get rid of it.

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The child's face turned pale.

He couldn't help but tighten his hands on the milk cup.

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"Didn't you think you're special?"

Xiao Xiao's eyebrows and eyes were slightly bent.

...

The child blinked.

He...is special...

...

The child shook his head.

No.

No one has ever told him...he is special...

He never thought he was special...

He even felt that he was terrible.

Because he made his parents angry...and was disappointed...

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"Lele, you are special."

Xiao Xiao said again.

...

The child opens his mouth.

"I……"

The child suddenly felt it was difficult to speak.

The child's mouth opened several times.

Finally, a sound came out again.

"……yes……"

“Special?”

In the end, the child made an uncertain voice.

...

"Um."

Xiao Xiao nodded affirmatively.

...

"Really, really?"

The child doesn't know...

He dared not admit it.

They all said he had a problem...

The eldest brother said he was special.

My parents never said that...

...

"real."

Xiao Xiao can give the child a few times of affirmative answers if he asks him.

...

The child can't believe it...

I couldn't help but want to believe it.

He was so entangled that he was at a loss.

...

"Lele."

Xiao Xiao blinked at the child.

"If you have nightmares tonight..."

"You can try to shout for help."

"maybe……"

"There will be a hero coming to your dream to fight monsters."

...

ah?

The child opened his eyes wide in a daze.

What, what?

Shouting for help?

Speaking of it...

He really didn't seem to have called for help.

He was scared.

Or just escaping by yourself.

Facing the monster, he couldn't make much noise.

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"It's almost time."

Xiao Xiao raised his eyebrows slightly to the child, "Drinking the milk."

"The cake is finished."

"We're going back."

...

ah!?
To be continued...