An eight-year-old girl sleeps alone, but every morning she complains that her bed feels “too small.” When her mother checks the security camera at 2 a.m., she breaks down in silent tears….

“Mom, my bed felt really cramped last night…”

That morning, as I was preparing breakfast, Emily came out after brushing her teeth, wrapped her arms around my waist, and said sleepily:

“Mom… I didn’t sleep well last night.”

I turned around and smiled.

“Why not?”

Emily frowned, thought for a moment, then said:

“My bed felt… really cramped.”

I laughed.

“Your bed is two meters wide and you sleep alone—how could it be cramped? Or did you forget to tidy it up and let your stuffed animals and books take all the space?”

Emily shook her head.

“No, Mom. I cleaned it.”

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