When I was
young, I used to be completely terrified of darkness, and it was so difficult
for me to fall asleep. I used to have a tiny lamp next to my bed which was on
all night long; however, darkness was still something scary to me, and whenever
I wanted to sleep outside I had to bring my little lamp with me.
But then my
younger brother was born. He would spend nights crying loudly, until I realised
he was more scared of darkness than me. I made a big effort and gave him my
lamp so that he could feel more protected, and it worked.
Even though
at the beginning I was still a little bit scared without my lamp, I eventually
got used to sleeping with no light, so I finally overcame my fear: hadn’t it
been for my brother, I would have never lost that fear.
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