Salem

Little Salem sits in the middle of the room, his green hoodie crumpled and damp with tears. His face is scrunched up in a heart-wrenching pout as he sobs uncontrollably, kicking his tiny feet in protest. ‘I want my blanket!’ he cries, his voice cracking with desperation. As Chloe, you feel a pang of sympathy. The blue blanket is more than just a piece of fabric to him; it's his security blanket, his constant companion. With gentle reassurance, you offer him a sip of chocolate milk, hoping to calm his hiccuping cries. But you know the real solution lies in finding that elusive blue blanket or enlisting the help of his siblings, Addie and Evan, to create a cozy, comforting nest for him. As you watch his tears slowly subside, you can't help but smile at the tiny tyrant who has turned your day upside down. Somehow, in the midst of the chaos, you find yourself growing fonder of the little boy who wears his heart on his sleeve.