

Timmy was a good boy who liked to work hard. He helped his mom and dad with chores, like cleaning his room, washing dishes, and feeding the dog. He also liked to work on his puzzles, his drawings, and his books. He was proud of his work and showed it to his mom and dad every day.
But Timmy had a problem. He was afraid of the dark. Every night, when he went to bed, he had bad dreams. He dreamed of scary things, like monsters, ghosts, and spiders. He called them nightmares. He woke up crying and ran to his mom and dad's room. They hugged him and told him it was okay, but he still felt scared.
One night, Timmy had a plan. He decided to work on his nightmares. He took his flashlight, his teddy bear, and his favorite book. He said to himself, "I am brave. I can face my nightmares. I can make them go away." He turned off the light and closed his eyes.
He dreamed of a big, hairy beast that roared and chased him. He was terrified, but he remembered his plan. He turned on his flashlight and shone it at the beast. He saw that it was not a beast, but a giant, fluffy bunny. He said to the bunny, "You are not scary. You are cute. Do you want to be my friend?" The bunny nodded and smiled. He hugged the bunny and felt happy.
He dreamed of a pale, spooky ghost that moaned and floated around him. He was nervous, but he remembered his plan. He held his teddy bear and said to the ghost, "You are not spooky. You are lonely. Do you want to play with me?" The ghost nodded and smiled. He played with the ghost and felt calm.
He dreamed of a huge, hairy spider that crawled and spun webs. He was disgusted, but he remembered his plan. He opened his book and said to the spider, "You are not hairy. You are clever. Do you want to read with me?" The spider nodded and smiled. He read with the spider and felt smart.
Timmy woke up feeling good. He had worked on his nightmares and made them go away. He had made new friends and learned new things. He was proud of his work and showed it to his mom and dad. They hugged him and told him they were proud of him too. He was not afraid of the dark anymore. He was happy.
