For seven-year-old Leo Miller, childhood was shaped by small, comforting routines: the hum of the refrigerator, the sound of his parents’ footsteps, and the warmth of familiar blankets. But at night, those comforts were interrupted by recurring dreams that left him worried for his baby brother, Toby.
Each morning, Leo’s parents noticed their eldest son quietly visiting Toby’s room before sunrise. He would stand by the crib, alert and watchful, as if his presence alone could protect his brother. Though the concern came from dreams rather than reality, it weighed heavily on Leo, affecting his sleep, play, and even breakfast.
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