Twinkle was a very small star. All the other stars in the night sky seemed so big and bright! Sometimes, Twinkle felt a little bit sad. 'I wish I could shine as brightly as them,' she whispered to a passing cloud.
Old Man Cloud chuckled, a soft rumbling sound. 'Each star shines in its own way, little one. Your light is special, even if it's small. Have you ever tried looking *down* at the world?'
Twinkle had never really looked down before. She was too busy looking at the other stars! She peeked over the edge of the night sky and gasped. Below, a little girl named Lily was looking up, searching for stars.
Lily wasn't looking for the biggest, brightest stars. She was looking for *any* star she could find! 'I wish I could see a tiny, twinkling star,' Lily said to her teddy bear.
Twinkle wiggled with excitement! Lily was looking for *her*! She tried to shine as brightly as she could, and Lily’s face lit up. 'There it is!' Lily shouted happily. 'A little twinkling star, just for me!'
Suddenly, Twinkle didn't feel small anymore. She felt important. She wasn't trying to be like the other stars; she was being *Twinkle*, and that was perfect. A friendly, bigger star named Cosmo floated over.
'See?' Cosmo said with a warm twinkle. 'Your light is exactly what someone needed. Every star has a purpose.'
Twinkle smiled. She spent the rest of the night shining brightly for Lily, and making new friends with other stars. She learned that being different wasn't something to be sad about, it was something to celebrate!
As the sun began to rise, Twinkle knew it was time to rest. She snuggled close to Cosmo, feeling happy and loved. Even small stars can make a big difference, especially when they shine with all their heart.
Close your eyes now, little one, and remember Twinkle. Just like Twinkle, you are special and loved, and your light shines brightly too. Sweet dreams.