Yusuf's grandmother had sewn him a small pillow embroidered with silver stars. “This is a magic pillow, Yusuf,” she told him. “Whoever sleeps on it dreams the loveliest dreams.” Yusuf placed the pillow under his head carefully, wondering if the story was true.

That night, Yusuf was worried about his first day of school tomorrow. He closed his eyes and breathed deeply, feeling the soft pillow cradle his head gently, as if whispering, “Everything will be alright.”

Slowly, his worried thoughts began to settle, replaced by lovely images: a new friend smiling at him, a kind teacher welcoming him in. Yusuf felt the pillow carry a special warmth, much like his grandmother's hug.

Yusuf slept deeply and peacefully that night, waking up in the morning smiling and confident. He didn't know if the pillow was truly magic, but it had given him exactly the calm he needed.