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Later, when the boys were asleep, she peeked into their rooms. Everything looked normal. The nightlight glowed softly, toys scattered across the floor. But as she turned to leave, she caught her reflection in the window—and for a split second, she thought she saw movement behind her.
The next morning, he was already in his brother’s room again, sitting cross-legged beside the crib, keeping watch. “He didn’t come last night,” he said with quiet pride. “I think he’s scared when I’m here.”
Her heart ached. Whatever this was—dream, delusion, or something in between—it was real to him.
“It’s more common than you’d think,” the doctor said reassuringly. “Older children often invent protective roles to manage anxiety—especially when there’s a younger sibling involved. It gives them control over something they can’t really control: safety.”
“So… you think he’s making it up?” the mother asked.