Tiny Tong Tong lay curled up, his tiny body trembling.
His newborn eyes were barely open, but he could already feel something was wrong.
Where was Mom? Why wasn’t she here?
His tiny hands grasped at the air, searching for warmth, for comfort.
Then, his little face scrunched up. His body shook.
And suddenly—
“Eeeeeeeek!!”
A heartbreaking cry filled the room.
Tong Tong’s eyes squeezed shut, his tiny mouth wide open as he wailed.
Tears rolled down his soft cheeks.
His little chest rose and fell fast. He was so scared.
He kicked his tiny legs, desperate for someone to hold him.
Just then—Mom arrived!
She rushed to his side, scooping him up with gentle hands.
“Oh, my sweet baby, I’m here!”
The moment he felt her warmth, his tiny fingers clung to her fur.
His cries weakened, turning into soft sniffles.
Mom rocked him, whispering sweet, loving words.
“You’re safe now, Tong Tong. Mommy’s here.”
Slowly, his body relaxed. His tiny breaths slowed down.
And finally… he drifted off to sleep.
No more fear. No more tears.
