The sun dipped below the hills, painting the sky in hues of orange and pink. Little Timmy loved watching the cars zoom past his house. His favorite was a bright red sports car, sleek and shiny. Timmy imagined himself behind the wheel, speeding down a winding road, the wind whipping through his hair.
Every night, the cars lined up in the garage, honking a gentle goodnight to each other. But tonight, there was a problem. A tiny little delivery van, a bright yellow with big, friendly eyes, seemed stuck. It couldn't quite fit into its usual spot.
The red sports car, thinking it was the quickest and best, honked impatiently. 'Get out of the way! My place is next!' it grumbled.
The other cars hooted, unsure of how to help. The tiny yellow delivery van, looking worried, beeped softly. "I just…I just need a little more space." It said.
Timmy, watching from his window, felt a bit of sadness. He knew how important it was for everyone to be happy and in the right place. He slowly walked over to the garage door. "Hey," he said gently to the cars.
Timmy tiptoed to the van and with his small hands carefully moved a box of books from the next spot. "There you go," he whispered.
The yellow delivery van slowly pulled in, relieved. 'Thank you, Timmy,' it beeped, its eyes shining.
The red sports car, surprised by the little van's kindness and by Timmy’s gentle help, felt a little ashamed. 'I'm sorry,' it mumbled.
Timmy smiled. 'Don't worry,' he said. 'Everyone needs a little help sometimes, even fast cars and delivery vans. Every spot matters and every vehicle is important. This is the most peaceful space there is, after all.'
He closed his eyes, feeling sleepy. He knew that the cars would be safe in the garage until morning. They would all be ready to get on the road again when the sun woke them up. Smiling, Timmy crawled into bed, dreaming of his little red car, his little yellow van, and all the other cars lined up, waiting for the morning.
Soon, it was time to close his eyes. And as he drifted off to sleep, he thought about how everyone can be friends, big or small, fast or slow, if only everyone remembers how kind and caring they are.