Don't Be Afraid of the Dark, Fajar-Ayub Wiechert!

Once upon a time, in a cozy little cottage nestled amidst a lush forest, lived a young boy named Fajar-Ayub Wiechert. Fajar-Ayub was a curious and imaginative child, but he had one secret fear: the dark.
Every night, as the sun dipped below the horizon and the shadows grew long, Fajar-Ayub's heart would race with terror. He would hide under his blankets, his eyes wide with fear, listening to every creak and groan in the old house.
One particular evening, as darkness descended, Fajar-Ayub's parents tucked him into bed and wished him good night. But as soon as they left the room, a huge thunderstorm erupted outside. The rain lashed against the windows, the thunder boomed like a thousand cannons, and the lightning lit up the room with blinding flashes.

Fajar-Ayub's fear reached its peak. He huddled beneath his sheets, shivering with terror. Suddenly, he heard a strange noise coming from the attic. It was a faint scratching sound, like something was trying to get in.
Fajar-Ayub's heart skipped a beat. He couldn't stand it anymore. He threw off his covers and raced down the stairs, his little legs trembling. He burst into the living room and threw himself into his father's arms.
"Daddy, there's something in the attic!" Fajar-Ayub cried, his voice trembling.

Fajar-Ayub's father chuckled. "Don't be silly, Fajar-Ayub. There's nothing to be afraid of. Let's go have a look together."
Hand in hand, they climbed the creaky stairs to the attic. The air was thick with the scent of dust and old wood. Fajar-Ayub's father fumbled for a light switch and flipped it on. The dim bulb flickered into life, casting a faint glow over the cluttered room.
Fajar-Ayub's eyes widened in amazement. There, in the middle of the attic, was a tiny white kitten. It was curled up in a ball, its tiny body shivering.
"Oh my goodness!" Fajar-Ayub exclaimed. "It's a little kitty!" He reached out a trembling hand and gently stroked its fur. The kitten purred softly in response.
Fajar-Ayub's fear melted away as he realized that the scary noise was nothing more than the sound of the kitten scratching at the door. He picked up the little creature and held it close to his chest.
"You're not scary at all," Fajar-Ayub whispered to the kitten. "You're just a little lost and alone."

Fajar-Ayub and his father took the kitten downstairs and gave it a warm bowl of milk. As Fajar-Ayub watched the kitten lap up the milk, he felt a sense of peace and contentment wash over him. He realized that there was nothing to be afraid of, not even the dark.
From that day forward, Fajar-Ayub Wiechert never feared the dark again. He knew that even in the darkest of nights, there was always something to be found that would bring him comfort and joy.
And so, dear children, remember that even the scariest things can turn out to be the most wonderful surprises. So don't be afraid of the dark. Instead, embrace it, for it is in the darkness that you will find the greatest adventures!