Imanie and Yako

The sun was going down, and the night sky turned a deep, sleepy blue. It was time for bed.

Little four-year-old Imanie hugged her favorite stuffed bear. She jumped into her soft, cozy bed.

"Yako, is it story time?" Imanie asked, her eyes big and bright.

Yako was ten years old. He was the best big brother in the whole world. He walked into the room with a warm smile and sat on the edge of her bed.

"Yes, Imanie," Yako said kindly. "It is time to sleep."

Yako opened a big picture book. He pointed to a picture of a shiny golden moon.

Suddenly, a bright twinkling star flashed past the bedroom window.

"Look! A shooting star!" Imanie clapped her hands.

Yako smiled and made a fun shadow puppet on the wall with his hands. It looked like a little bunny hopping in the dark. Imanie covered her mouth and giggled softly.

"The moon and stars are watching over you tonight," Yako whispered. He pulled the warm, soft blanket all the way up to her chin.

Imanie snuggled deep into her pillow. She felt safe and warm with her big brother near.

"Goodnight, Yako," Imanie whispered softly as her eyes gently closed.

"Goodnight, Imanie," Yako whispered back. He kissed her forehead and turned off the small bedtime lamp.