Billy Goat was a small, fluffy goat with soft, velvety fur. He loved to play all day long, bouncing and leaping through the tall green grass. But when bedtime came, Billy would get scared.
The big, dark barn seemed to whisper spooky secrets, and the rustling leaves outside sounded like monsters. One night, he refused to go to bed, bleating sadly to his mom.
His wise mother, Mama Goat, gently nuzzled him. 'Billy,' she said, 'the barn isn't spooky. It's cozy and safe, and it protects us from the night.' She showed him the soft hay that made a comfy bed and the twinkle of starlight through the barn's cracks.
Mama Goat told Billy a story about a brave little goat who wasn't afraid of the dark. This little goat had made friends with a friendly owl who lived in the barn's rafters and who sang the goat lovely lullabies every night.
Billy listened intently, his fear slowly fading. He imagined the owl's soft hoots and decided it wouldn't be so bad after all.
Just then, a little mouse peeked out from a hole in the wall. Billy, remembering the kind little goat from his mother's story, felt a surge of bravery. He gently offered the mouse a piece of his sweet hay.
The mouse squeaked happily and nibbled on the hay, becoming Billy's new friend. The two of them snuggled near each other, feeling safe and warm.
As the moon shone brightly outside, Billy began to feel sleepy. The rustling leaves sounded like a lullaby, and the barn felt cozy and comforting. He had found bravery in kindness and had made a new friend in the dark.
Billy drifted off to sleep, dreaming of the friendly owl and the sweet little mouse, finally understanding that bedtime wasn't scary after all. It was a time for rest, friendship, and sweet dreams.
From that night on, Billy Goat wasn't afraid of bedtime anymore. He looked forward to the cozy barn, the friendly sounds of the night, and the sweet dreams that always followed.