Darkness

- Mumy
- Tell me, honey.
- What are all those shiny points in the sky?

The little girl was sat on her mother's knees; both staring at the dark blue sky. It was a night without moon.

- Stars, honey.
- And what is a star, mumy?
- I don't really know, sweety. Some people say that they tell stories and others that are the signs of our ancestors who take care of us.
- Aha...

A sad howl broke the silence and awake the little girl. She had fallen asleep even before her mother had finished speaking.

- Don't worry, it's just a dog - said the mother wrapping her child.
- Why is he crying?
- Because his mumy has left him alone in the darkness...
- Ooh, poor dog - said the girl at the same time that a chill shook all her little and fragile body.
- Lets go inside, it´s getting late and cold.

The girl jumped from her mother's knees to the floor. The grass was wet because of the rain that had been falling all day long.

- Mumy, those shiny points on the grass are also stars?
- No, honey, they are fireflies
- And will they always be there?
- No, dear. Why do you want them to be there? - said the mother holding her daughter's hand.
- Because I don't like the darkness...

- Mumy, don't switch off the lights please.
- Ok, honey. But don't worry, I'm here.